I’d read the story years before and knew I should step away, but I didn’t. So there I stood in Target’s electronics section, producing tears I refused to release. All because a children’s book was tugging at my heart.
Now, before you get sentimental, this was definitely not an “aww” moment. In fact, I went home and transformed some of those unshed tears into an angry speech that left my hubby wide-eyed.
What pairs with teriyaki salmon? BBQ sauce, if you ask my six-year-old. So there on the table lay the wrapper from the brand new bottle, and what did my mind pair with that? The props game from Whose Line Is It Anyway? of course!
If you’re not familiar, the game’s goal is to use a random item in creative ways, and the show’s goal is to make you laugh.
So mid-dinner, we played round one of The Meyer Family Props Game. And in those few moments, here’s what I captured: Read more
Mine happened exactly two weeks ago. Driving home, I watched as a fire truck took a right turn toward my neighborhood.
Always an unsettling feeling.
When I arrived, I saw the truck had joined other emergency vehicles, just down the street from my house. Though everyone was physically okay, the event challenged people’s security in their safest of places.
When bad stuff like this happens, it triggers waves of fear-based emotions. And these waves form circles around those involved, extending to their loved ones, their friends, their neighbors, their town, and maybe farther.
So my bad day was a bad day for a lot of people.
And a big challenge for presence and gratitude. In fact, when people and bad things collide, presence and gratitude face a couple strong arguments:Read more
Not all days bring us puppies and rainbows, not even all birthdays. Mine was Saturday, and in Saint Louis it was “burning” (as my daughter would say).
If you don’t know me well, here’s some inside information—I don’t do well in the heat.
I’ve been that way since I was a kid. I remember our big family trip to Disney World the summer after 2nd grade. We had just parked the car on Day 1, and my first words as I stepped toward the holy grail of Disney?Read more
“Why is June going so fast?!? It needs to slow down!” my seven-year-old shouted, worried that summer break was slipping through her pink-tipped fingers. I had to smile at her being so aware of time and its preciousness. Usually she’s the one counting down months, not days, to her birthday and planning her Halloween costume in the spring, trying to hurry the calendar.
But because of my work in the mindfulness arena, I’ve tried to create a family culture that values our time together and points all four of us in the direction of peace. So here’s my formula:Read more
The answer is “complaining.” Can you figure out the Jeopardy-style question? (Cue the music.) Okay, time’s up. I was looking for “What is the opposite of being present and grateful?”
Now before you start grumbling that I didn’t give you a category, let’s take a look at this seductive habit.
Complaining is on the same level as smoking—it’s easy to get hooked but people hate to be around the toxicity it creates. We all have our problems, inconveniences, and frustrations, right? Which means we all have enough fuel to send gripes spewing from our mouths all day long. But who wants to live in that world?
So if you’re a bit of a complaint addict, try these tips to clean up your aura:Read more