A few years ago, I experimented with something in my diary: I expressed gratitude for something every day. And despite everything that I know in the abstract that I have to be thankful for, the exercise turned out to be harder than I thought. Gratitude, as many who sat at Thanksgiving tables today racking their … Continue reading On gratitude as a muscle
Tag: journaling
On the weird light of an eclipse
Living in the Denver metro, I was lucky enough to be in the path of the annular eclipse that raced across a chunk of our continent this past Saturday. Last time I experienced anything remotely like it was back in 2017, when we made a trip down to Nashville for the total solar eclipse. In … Continue reading On the weird light of an eclipse
On knowing what I was thinking about
It’s perhaps an embarrassment—that even though I keep a regular journal and have done so for more than 5 years, I have scant record of what I was actually thinking about at the time. I don’t mean the big events of life—those I tracked in my journaling—but the sort of pedestrian wonderings that comprise so … Continue reading On knowing what I was thinking about
On being the student who always waited until the last minute to study
Transcribing my daily journals, which I began keeping six years ago, has been startling at times. First, my memory is as poor as I suspected (if not worse!). Second, I see myself more clearly now. Especially at work. A recent entry notes a comment from my boss about a close deadline: Busy day, especially at … Continue reading On being the student who always waited until the last minute to study
On 7 things from last week (2/27/23)
Art Thinking by Amy Whitaker is an interesting read about how to add more "art thinking" to our lives. Deserves a closer read in the coming week. I've sensed it—the breakdown of my once vital social network, and considered it a byproduct of marriage and kids. I hadn't also considered that it might be I'm … Continue reading On 7 things from last week (2/27/23)
On the flaw of over-planning
A fringe benefit of keeping a journal (and rereading it) over the course of years is that it separates you from yourself. No longer having that job, that apartment, or those preoccupations, I see me a little more clearly—especially my flaws. One flaw that I notice repeatedly in my entries is my tendency to have … Continue reading On the flaw of over-planning