Tiger Lillies Usher in July’s Heat and Passion and Usher Out a Misfit Chorus of Inner Critics

And just like that — the tiger lilies bloom — ushering in July’s heat and passion.

I am trying to embrace my “optimal productive mode.”  I heard that term tonight in Steve and Chris’s UnStuckable podcast. Great website and certainly a great motivational tool and blueprint to start taking the steps in your life to get unstuck and move towards your dharma dreams.  Check UnStuckable out. You won’t regret it and it’s all free.

This post by Deepok Chopra influenced my thoughts this week as well. I am trying to change some negative thinking patterns I have. That damn inner critic of mine really needs to be assassinated.  Crazy how we (I am speaking for all of the negative misfit chorus girls that inhabit my mind) listen to those awful misinformed and drastically uneducated voices. Sadly, I give the microphone to the worst voice — the voice of my inner critic. Perhaps it is easier to listen to that voice and give in so I don’t have to go beyond that voice. I am a work in progress and I am really starting to see how healthy habits can have a profound effect on quieting the negative voices.

The positive voice, my opera singing beauty, can really sing — when I let her. That voice challenges me, makes me stretch. Makes me happy. Makes me uncomfortable for all the right reasons. She makes me grow.  And I’m putting my money on her.

The inner critic does not challenge me, only limits me. (Do I should like Yoda because I really feel like I channeled him there?)

Anyway, my optimal productive mode is the now. I am a now-blaster.  If I don’t do things now, then I usually put them off and they get lost in the archive of then. I work on now.  That’s just me and it’s how I perform better, so I am going to embrace it.

My inner critic tells me I overshare or I share too much on social media. My inner critic tells me that I need too much attention. My inner critic tells me that nobody cares and my friends on Facebook want me to stop and to give them a break. The chorus goes on and they leg kick my self-esteem. How can I get them to shut the f up?  I’ll tell you — by playing different music — by listening to thought leaders and positive people. Steve and Chris talked about hanging out with like minded people in their podcast.  It works.  Misery loves company and positives like people.

Back to the ping pong game in my head —  my “leading indicator” voice (the positive voice) tells me that overhearing is one of my optimal productive modes. Oversharing is my verb of action. Now is my adverb. So I embrace it and usher in the heat and the passion of my dreams, my goals, and all the beauty that is me. The misfit chorus can exit stage left.


Tiger Lilly Parade of Prose

Tiger Lilly Parade of Prose

“Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.” – Winston Churchill



“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” – Anais Nin


“Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.” – Thomas Edison


“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.” –Buddha


“Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.” – Francesca Reigler


“If you think you can do a thing or think you can’t do a thing, you’re right.” – Henry Ford


“The difference in winning and losing is most often…not quitting.” – Walt Disney


What flower or thing do you equate with July?  What tree? What favorite food? Care to share? Post a comment. Feel to ramble on your  rose prose.

Let the Light In — Dog Sh*t Happens

Window Light

Window Light

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.” – Williams Wordsworth

Wyoming hills near Cheyenne, Wyoming

Wyoming hills near Cheyenne, Wyoming

“If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.” – C. S. Lewis

Dog in boat, resting in the sun

Dog in boat, resting in the sun

“To love beauty is to see light.” – Victor Hugo

I am rather smitten with this photo.  I just adore it.

Leaf on Lake

“It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.” – Aristotle Onassis

My mother and I on my wedding day.
My mother and I on my wedding day.  My mother passed away Christmas Eve 2012. My heart hurts.

“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”- Edith Wharton

"Every moment of light and dark is a miracle." - Walt Whitman

“Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.” – Walt Whitman

I had a really good day today. I spent time doing meaningful work; I played with my son. I watched him build a mountain out of couch cushions, which he called his mountain. He climbed it, curled within it, and sat atop it proud. He stood on it, went underneath it, and cried behind it when I moved one of the pillows. Toddlers are curious creatures; their moods so intense. I thought to myself, “My son built a mountain out of pillows. Who says I can’t move mountains?”

I continued my day thinking only positive thoughts — I let the light in, after all it was shining. I made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies with my son. He stood on a chair, pouring in the ingredients. I let him crack the egg, allowing his own method of crushing it. Surprisingly, no eggshells fell into the batter. The light shone in through the kitchen windows. I pulled back the curtains I usually keep closed. I let the light in.

My day was filled with warmth and sunshine. After I dropped off my husband at work after lunch, I took my son with me to get shoes. I never shop for shoes. I needed a pair of sneakers. I found the perfect pair: purple Nikes. I had the check-out clerk call the manager (in fact I asked twice — I get that from my mom being a little pushy when necessary). I thanked the manager for a wonderful shopping experience. My son played with a penny we found on the ground walking into the store. He ran up and down the aisles as I walked away from the shoe helper in mid-sentence looking for my toddler son, whom I could hear laughing. The shoe helper, TJ was kind and patient. He knew a lot about shoes; he knew a lot about feet. I tried on a dozen pairs at least and asked two dozen questions about shoes. TJ kept an eye on my son and told me if he was within sight if I had lost sight of him. My purple shoes were perfect. I have bad knees, torn ACL and ACL replacement surgery. TJ helped me find my purple shoes. He was kind. He was knowledgeable. He also was born the year I was a sophomore in college.

I told the store manager how great this shoe shopping experience was after we checked out. Purple shoes, bubbles my son found near the check out line, and M & M’s in a bag. The manager smiled, revealing Invisalign braces and shiny freckles on his forehead. He was happy; his light was shining. He said, “This is great. Usually people call on me to complain.”

“This is not the case. I have had a wonderful shoe shopping experience today.” I followed with, “I really hate shoe shopping.”

He asked me, “Is this your first time in the store?”

“Yes, but it will not be my last.” I smiled.

My light shined.

“Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself.” – Desiderius Erasmus


My next stop was to get my haircut.  Ben and I blew bubbles while we walked.  His light shined. I focused on this moment and held my breath. I felt lucky.

I gave my hairdresser three cookies: homemade. We chatted about motherhood and its hidden secrets. I told my hairdresser, Libia, “I give you creative freedom with my hair.” She cut my hair as we talked. My son ate M & Ms and played on the floor. I shared my creative passion with her: writing. I love my hairdresser. Her light shines. I always request her and I get my hair cut at Great Clips. I wouldn’t spend any extra money at a fancy salon. She is that good. She is that kind.

This time my hair shined.

I finished the day at the park with my son and mom friend.

My son at the park with his friend

My son at the park with his friend

It was a lovely day.

I went to pick up my husband at work. When we got home I noticed a strong scent of poop. I checked the area for a rogue dirty diaper. Nothing.

Then I check my new purple sneakers. Bingo!

I stepped in dog shit getting out of the car — in my brand new perfect purple sneakers. Dog shit happens.

You can always clean it up.

It was a good day. Light trumps dark. But the two exist together. Today I chose light. It chose me. We shined.

Mirrors of beauty

Mirrors of beauty