You may have noticed a little “ask me anything” box at the bottom of the sidebar. The answers live here. Sometimes I remember to tweet them and sometimes I don’t, but getting interviewed is fun, so jump right in, if you’re so inclined.
While I’m kicking sugar, I’m using habitforge. There’s something about knowing I’m going to get a reminder e-mail every morning that works for me. (This, by the way, is only day three as I got off to a rocky start.)
Recently, I read a blog post (sorry for the lack of link) that included the sentence, stop complaining about your life on twitter and facebook. I thought it was really great advice and I do try (not always successfully) to be conscious of the words trailing behind me on the internet.
A few days later, I saw that Olivia was giving up criticism for Lent. She made a beautiful statement about what she wanted her words to do in the world, and I jumped at the chance to join her in this endeavor.
By complaining we allow our egos to become gigantic and our vision to become narrow. In complaining, we block the flow of love. I can feel my chest expand as I consider all I could let in by curbing that habit.
I’m taking this to heart, very seriously, meticulously. I’m going to check myself in every moment, and not let one small criticism slip by. Those of you who only know me on the internet may not think it’s a huge leap. Those of you who are Tracy know that it is.
So, if you’re keeping track: Sugar and complaining, out. Questions, in.
JSH’s Unusual Kentucky is one of my favorite internet stopping places. There is always something fascinating to learn there.
This morning, I found out about Bubbletweet. My built-in camera is having some issues but I may try to upload a video. Just one. I won’t abuse the Bubbletweet, I promise.
Matthias started blogging again and I’m thrilled because I love him and he's terribly smart and interesting.
A good friend and I signed up for the Creative Dig and we can’t wait for our trip to Cleveland.
This post of Marilyn’s hits right at important and rich thought about work and making ourselves small; it just stopped me in my tracks. She also links to Molly Ringwald’s remembrance of John Hughes.
And have I mentioned how much I adore Havi and the Fluent Self? Her itty bitty personal ads are a powerful tool, and today, I especially I love her list of moon-names so I decided to make my own. Here they are, the moons of Lori-Lyn’s year: