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Talk to me. For six months.

Dear friends, I have been so overwhelmed by the response to Life is a Verb. Overwhelmed in a good way. Thousands of letters and emails later, I'm touched and moved and just plain verklempt at the truthfulness and honesty and vulnerability with which people are writing to me, telling me …

Picnic, lightning.

We have these lessons daily. Daily. Someone close to us dies, with regrets or not. With hope or not. With love or not. With time to say goodbye. Or not. Sometimes we don't even get 37 days. I mourn those passengers aboard last night's Air France flight, hit by lightning, …

A litany for Gay.

I have written before about a weekend at the farm, my friend Gay's family place – magic, it is – in North Carolina. A weekend during which the rains of a hurricane bore down upon us, making me lie awake in my tiny twin bed wondering if the lake would …

happiness, when it’s done right, is a kind of holiness

Poppies  The poppies send up their orange flares; swaying in the wind,  their congregations are a levitation   of bright dust, of thin and lacy leaves. There isn’t a place in this world that doesn’t   sooner or later drown in the indigoes of darkness, but now,  for a while, …

Come over the rainbow with me, just for a moment

You need to sit still for five minutes and thirty seconds and listen to Eva Cassidy today. I know you think you don’t have five minutes and thirty seconds to spare, but you do. You do.

Remember.

On this Memorial Day, remember.

Say “I love your hair”

A marvelous woman named Trudy from Canada came to our first Life is a Verb retreat last September. I loved her immediately. It is on her blog that I found this poem today. It spoke to me of what we don't say. And of the words we clumsily choose to …

Touch the President’s hair

My friend, Caren Knox, posted this on Facebook this morning. Here's the caption: President Barack Obama bends over so the son of a White House staff member can pat his head during a family visit to the Oval Office May 8, 2009. The youngster wanted to see if the President's …

Tori’s favorite color was purple

A month ago, I asked you to keep a young girl named Tori in your thoughts and prayers. It appears she was murdered the same day she was abducted. None of us deserves this solitary end, alone and scared. And least of all a young, defenseless child. A young scared …

Solving #33: Stop making excuses

After reading my 50@50 list, a woman named Carolynn Faulkner sent me a link to this video, saying "This may help you with #33 on your List of 50@50." Number 33? "Learn to stop making excuses." This did it. Thanks, Carolynn. 37days Make 10 Challenge: What would happen if you …