Planning without planning.

There was a time (fine, whatever, most of my life) when I didn’t prepare for things. At all. I didn’t see the point. Thinking about whatever was approaching was stressful, and the dreaded doom of doom was going to happen anyway. Why bother. Avoidance...

Follow the rabbit holes.

Follow the rabbit holes. As many as you like. They are like the fractal flowers: everything is connected underground. Following something that appears to be a distraction is not a waste of time, if — and it’s a big all-caps IF — you can do it...

Anatomy of a (half) day off.

A few years ago, one of my mentors got a bee in his bonnet about how Selma and I needed a day off. And not once in a while. Not right before I was about to fall apart. A regular thing. A weekly thing. I knew he was right. And everything in me said this was a Wise and...

Closing Doors.

I wrote a post about closing doors. And then lost it. The post, yes? Which is kind of interesting, given that a lot of what I had to say about closing doors had to do with order. Anyway. I am in the process of ordering things. Not around. Just figuring out some new...

Putting iguanas to bed.

Iguanas = the things you don’t feel like doing. Sometimes you have a mess of them. And sometimes a giant pile of iguanas and doom. Calling them iguanas makes it easier. Kiss to Karen for the awesome Inowanna Iguana. Also: wanting to avoid things is normal. The...
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