Life is weird, uncomfortable, and yet magical

Where does the road lead?

The road pictured above is the street that I grew up on and if you kept walking you'd see my mailbox pop-up on the left hand side. 

I literally know where that road is going to lead. 

But in the bigger picture the question is not so answerable. Not to get all "we've had too many drinks let's talk about life" on you, but MAN LIFE.

It is weird, uncomfortable, and yet magical. 

I love goals and I think there is value in setting a trajectory in place. The way to start to push your journey into a direction is to have intention


That doesn't mean you know how the hand will play out. 

It just means you are now part of the equation. 


Sometimes surrendering is also of value.

To bask in the unknown. 

To sit with the uncomfortable.

To understand that you don't have control.

Not really.

And that is the weird contradiction of life.

The balance between doing and accepting.

One Choice You Can Make To Radden Up Your Day

Do you want to supercharge your day?

Maybe you don't, and that's cool, I'll chat with you later.

If you do, how do you approach it? Email me, I'm curious.

My tip. 



No. Not really, but it is effective.

A lot of us approach our day with kind of a haphazard I will survive mentality and push through. That's fine. I am not going to kick it out of bed, but if you are looking to get more out of your day INTENTION can be magical.

So what do I mean. You can boil it down to presence and attitude. 

Presence. Have the intention to BE WHERE YOU ARE.

Put your things down and focus on who or what is in front of you. Exhausting, right? The more you do it, the easier, AND (bonus) the more rewarding.

Listen to Louis CK on this one: 

Attitude. Choose an intention for the day. 

Example: Today I am going to focus on levity and play.

Apply it by remembering the intention throughout the day.

Crappy meeting? How can you find levity in the situation?

Maybe you can go all big bad world and realize how tiny that meeting is in comparison to say... a hurricane. Or an earthquake. Or think about the vastness of space.

Or maybe Office Space will help (and be amused by the muting of 'bad words'): 

When you find yourself lost choosing an intention or choosing to have intention can work wonders.

I promise. 

It's Christmas Eve... How'd That Happen?

Time. It just keeps on moving.

I woke up today at the dark hour of 7am. Here in Michigan it is coldish and rainy. A pretty dreary day. Last year it was an ice storm and we had no power.

I will take this year. 

My sister and I got up early and headed out to my Michigan gym (Major League Fitness). It's a great gym, great community, great workouts. My sister Nicole and I have a routine.

My sister and I last Christmas. 

My sister and I last Christmas. 

We wake up.

We don't talk.

I make coffee.

She fills her water bottle.

We get into the car and then we talk.

It takes about 30 min to drive to the gym, we usually get caught behind a slow car (like really really slow) which makes us sigh.

Then we talk about how much we don't want to workout.

How we are scared of what the workout might be and we joke about not going, but we always go.

Then we get there. We stare at the workout. We sigh. And we do the workout. 

The fantabulous Christmas Eve workout - turns out 50 is a large number. 

The fantabulous Christmas Eve workout - turns out 50 is a large number. 

We drive home and talk about how happy we are that we went.

It's a good time.

I actually really treasure this time with my sister. There is something about spending time doing challenging physical work together that brings you closer.

Post workout today we went to the local grocery store. We needed to pick up some very important supplies for Christmas Day (aka extra champagne).

Champagne makes the holidays smoooooooothhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Champagne makes the holidays smoooooooothhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

As we were in the store I was looking at all the holiday treats and YOU GUYS I wanted so very very much to make a special Christmas Day deal with myself and have sugary amazing treats.

The cereal isle called to me and I looked longingly at Captain Crunch (they even had the JUST CRUNCH BERRIES CAPTAIN CRUNCH!!). Sigh.

It is REAL the hold that sugar has on my body and my imagination. My brain is like SO TASTEY, MUCH ENJOYMENT, EATTT! 

I think I would have caved if I hadn't written my post on sugar.

I find this interesting.

The temptation to stray is strong and there are certain things that I will be allowing myself (read: mimosas), but hardcore refined sugar, cookies, ice creams, treats, are not part of the plan. One year. One Christmas. No sugar treats. 

This post is really a shout out to intention

I kept saying "this year I am going to try not to eat the candy" and I realized that I was mentally creating a loophole.

Writing that post allowed me to harden my "try" into a "I will not".