Gotcha!

This morning I found myself at the Maine Mall—a place I try to avoid especially at this time of year. But those flyers in today’s newspapers were filled with those “too good to be true offers” and I was on my way.…

Chapter Five Please!

Listening to all the political posturing after the failure of the Super committee all I could think of was Portia Nelson’s poem, Autobiography in Five Short Chapters. Why do we keep expecting different results from the same old behaviors? Maybe I’m just cranky today but I am so tired of the same old rhetoric – can we just move on to Chapter Five?…

Thanks for My Giving

With Thanksgiving fast approaching, our thoughts turn to thanks and gratitude. But, this morning, I began to think of it another way. We usually give thanks for what we have received—tangible or intangible. But knowing that receiving and giving are part of one continuous flow, shouldn’t we be just as thankful for what we give?…

Intentions at 11:11 on 11/11/11

An auspicious moment in time. Someone told me that the thing to do on 11/11/11 was to set an intention for the future—something we wanted to see for ourselves and the world. So, while on the phone with a coaching client this morning, we decided to state our intentions at 11:11 to be sure we used as many 11’s as possible.…

Piece de Resistance

Last week I was at the Gestalt International Study Center in Cape Cod attending the first part of a three-part workshop on High-Impact Coaching.  It was fantastic—so many new approaches to age old problems. The Gestalt approach matches my way of thinking in so many ways that I couldn’t resist sharing some of my learnings with you.…

Speaking of Worlds Apart

After last week’s blog, someone asked me about my “take on Occupy Wall Street which seems highly focused on money; who has it and who doesn’t”. It certainly has been fascinating to see how this small grass roots effort has spread across the nation and caught everyone’s attention. …

Worlds Apart

Last weekend I took my son Kilian to experience New York City while my husband went moose hunting in Maine’s Allagash. Although we expected modern communication to be working against us rather than for us, dueling text messages crossed the airwaves juxtaposistioning the two worlds we temporarily inhabited.…

Smack Dab Between the Eyes

Here’s another excuse: I missed last week’s blog because I was recovering from a sharp blow to the head—one that was completely my fault—I tried to walk through a plate glass window.  And, as those who know my walking can attest, I did it at a fairly good clip. …

Do you want cheese with that Whine?

Day 14 of the September Save-off and it ain’t pretty! Remember how I challenged my son to spend the least amount of money during the month of September?  We included our partners to make it more fun and fair.  Boy, what a learning experience this has turned into!…