Chances,Creativity,Different,Life,Truth

SAFE IS RISKY

In Tom Peters’s book The Pursuit of WOW (Every Person’s Guide to Topsy-Turvy Times), he asserts via Bob Pressman, Co-CEO of Barneys, that 'safe is risky.' In other words… same old same old doesn’t excite anyone. Those people and companies that look the same and act the same as everyone else are not safe these days. Kodak. Blockbuster Video. (WHO!?)…Lol. By always playing it safe, we can remain invisible. By keeping our heads down, our eyes diverted, we don’t have to face risk. And we will be “safe.” There is no safe place. Covid taught us that. So… the better course is...
About Me,Birth,Chances,Identity,Life,Lucky,Time,Wonder

Where Are You From?

I am from the stars. Dust. Silver-striped meteorites blown to bits by a goddess’s rage at being shunned by her lover. He left in the middle of the night the day before yesterday in cosmic time, which could have been before the earth existed. Or it could have been a second ago. I am from the beach. Sand. Washed ashore with kelp around my waist, starfish nibbling at my toes. My scalp teems with tiny organisms that lived there until now. They try to scamper back to the salty sea, yet their microcosmic feet tangle in my hair. I am from the mountains. Rock. From high...
Adulthood,Chances,Choices,Fear,Life,Lucky

Changing Names

I listened to a Duolingo French Podcast today, and it talks about a young man who discovers that his grandfather changed his surname from a Jewish name to a French name during the war. The young man tried to change his name to his grandfather’s name but was told he could not because of the French laws at the time. * Spoiler Alert*: Eventually, he was able to change his name. Times and laws change. Photo by Djalma Paiva Armelin on Pexels.com Our names are particularly important to us – both our first and last names. I changed my first name from...
About Me,Chances,Life,Lucky

New York Is

[caption id="attachment_777" align="aligncenter" width="1880"] Photo by Fancycrave.com on Pexels.com[/caption] New York is: A state A city A harbor A county A cheesecake A cut of steak A baseball team A football team A hockey team A basketball team A stadium A newspaper A daily A magazine A book A song A historical novel A film A ship A typeface A TV star A pinball machine A state of mind But for me, New York is . . . The place where I was conceived  but not born. Loved perhaps, but not kept. Transported from in utero To the left coast...
Aging,Chances,Children,Fear,Happy,Life,Living,Purpose,Time

Leave Room in Your Suitcase

[caption id="attachment_media-15" align="alignleft" width="401"] Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com[/caption] So, did you think this post was going to be about travel? Great. It is. But, it's not. Hopefully, we are all going somewhere. However, we are not always going on vacation. Or going out of town. Or going on a safari, per se. We are, however, traveling through life. We need to have our suitcase packed, our selves ready, open, and available to step, fly, jump, and fall forward into the next place. Our metaphorical bags should always be packed, as in why slow down to throw in a toothbrush...
Chances,Choices,Death,Fear,Learning

Add A Brick

I stood up in front of the small crowd of people last night. Naked. [caption id="attachment_media-14" align="alignleft" width="168"] Photo by Kaboompics .com on Pexels.com[/caption] Kidding. I might as well have been. Two other authors and I were reading from our work, and I was the least accomplished of the trio by far. So, I can choose to engage in self-flagellation . . . or I can view it as a brave opportunity to add a brick to the building I'm constructing. The building of me. Notice... the building at left has fire escapes! That's me, too. I'm a building with...
Birth,Chances,Children,Life,Lucky

Life’s a Crapshoot

Did you watch it? The storybook Royal Wedding? What did you take from it? That there's no predicting life. No one would have thought a Hollywood starlet would marry an honest-to-goodness prince. Well, not in real life. In stories. In movies. On TV. But not for real. But it was. Real. Rolling the Dice Back in 2006, I was becoming increasingly aware of egg donors facilities. Yes. I was pretty amazed that people were picking characteristics they wanted for their children and were buying eggs that they thought would make little people with those traits. What's cool is that it doesn't work...
Authors and Writing,Chances,Choices,Learning

What Comes Next?

Note to reader: This is a story with no end . . . yet. You can finish this story however you would like. How does the sentence end? What will happen? Who comes in the room? Who leaves the room? Would you like this kind of chance? Can you relate? Enjoy! The principal of the school sat in her office pondering the student— a girl who had been referred to the office for yet another dress-code violation. It was Thursday morning. “What?” the girl said in a slouching stand, her hand on one hip as attitude permeated her skinny little...