A Year Ago This Week–Week Twenty-Three

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twenty-third installment in that series. A year ago this week I decided to stop calling my self-portraits selfies. I was plowing through a year-long endeavor with a name that didn’t jive…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Twenty-Two

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twenty-second installment in that series. A year ago this week I started the day job I’m working now. I say day job because I still consider my primary occupation to be…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Twenty-One

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twenty-first installment in that series. A year ago this week I wrote a prayer that turned into the kind of prayer you sing. So I guess I wrote a song, though…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Twenty

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twentieth installment in that series. A year ago this week my self-portrait project included one of my best moles, near many of my best freckles, amid tan lines from running and…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Nineteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the nineteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I set a goal for the month of May: Honor fulfillment as a sacred requirement. I wish I could remember if I…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Eighteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the eighteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I wasn’t blogging about much, which isn’t unusual. The last week of the month is usually spent drafting the highlight reel. Those…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Seventeen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the seventeenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I processed so much anger that my journal overflowed with self-treatments.  When Danielle asked “Where do you feel the pull to rebel?”…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Sixteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the sixteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I made some bold moves in self-care. I threw out my bathroom scale. I burned pile after pile of tree trimmings as…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Fifteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the fifteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I was asked to define my leadership style. I specified: Intuitive Non-traditional I will have the hard conversations. Natural — it comes…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Fourteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the fourteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I rolled up on the 100-day mark of my streak of self-portraits taken and shared, including home yoga practice on the living room…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Thirteen

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the thirteenth installment in that series. A year ago this week I was recovering from our trip to Florida so the most formidable task on my calendar was a mammogram. The Chef and…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Twelve

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twelfth installment in that series. A year ago this week there wasn’t much going on because I was on vacation. As mentioned in last week’s post I was in Florida visiting my…