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Power of Daydreaming

Sunday, November 21st, 2010

BoyHere’s to the wandering mind. In D.C. over the weekend for more coach’s training, I took a three-mile walk through the Gaithersburg, Md. neighborhood where my cousin was putting me up.

There, drawn in chalk on the sidewalk that ran through a park was a large hand-drawn mandate: Question Anthony!!”

Immediately, my mind imagined this Anthony character. “What was Anthony advocating?” I wondered. “Was he some kid at the nearby elementary school?” “A bully maybe? A bully’s victim? And how did he feel about being questioned so publicly?”

The fascination was short-lived. My walking companions suggested I take another look.

“Question Authority!” the chalk actually said.

A little sadly I said goodbye to this fictional character who had drawn me in. In my mind, he was already an illustration in a children’s book, looking downcast, stubbing the toe of a brown oxford shoe in the dirt. And a reminder that flights of fantasy can be the best sort of vacation from a linear world.

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Try Cupcake Perspective On E-Mail

Sunday, November 14th, 2010

cupcakeAmazing how problem-solving can take a creative turn when you change your perspective.

That’s what I learned this weekend at a coach’s training session, where we circled a hotel meeting room, moving from space to space outlined with painter’s tape, each space representing a different perspective on a topic.

Mine was e-mail addiction: how to beat back the instant gratification of checking e-mail more than a couple times a day. Why? It’s a habit that just about every organizing expert and even your Uncle Harry will tell you wastes time and destroys focus.

Invited to look at the topic from random perspectives, including from the point of view of random objects around the room, I chose the cupcakes over by the coffee urns.

“What’s the cupcake perspective on this?” my coach wanted to know.

“If e-mails were cupcakes, I would not be able to stop eating them,” I said. I would go back for more every few minutes until my stomach hurt and I got very, very fat.” The thought, fortunately, was revolting.

The solution, we decided, was to tape a picture of a cupcake by the computer. That way, every time I was tempted, I would feel slightly bloated and voila’! not at all interested in e-mail So there. Another way to organize your life. No kidding. It could catch on.

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Feng Shui Party: More Stuff

Sunday, November 7th, 2010

Butterfly girlWhat kind of woman goes to a Feng Shui party and comes home with more stuff than she started out with?

A woman like – sigh – moi.

The invitation encouraged us to bring a small something we loved and, in the spirit of clearing our clutter, bring a small something we were ready to donate. To my credit, I complied. I arrived with a keeper – a beloved shell doll made by my grandmother. Also, one discard to share – a perplexing glass figurine I’d picked up years before in Nova Scotia as a someday gift to someone.

The figurine was the perfect discard. Symbolizing a “lonely traveler,” it had never scored as a gift. What would it say to the recipient? “I think you are lonely”? At the party, though, it apparently spoke to someone because two minutes on the “share” table, and someone picked it up. So far, so good.

That, however, is when my clutter-clearing ended because right where it had been on the share table was now a Hummel figurine. “A Hummel!” I gasped, turning it over for verification. Of course, I had to have it for my collection. To that, I added a CD to create a website on my Mac, just in case it might work on my laptop, and a lovely card of a girl catching stars in a butterfly net, which said, “My work is deeply fulfilling.” That, too, I had to have because affirming is believing.

Half-time score: one discard, three acquisitions.

The evening was not over, however, until the raffle. And then, while clutter-clearing Feng Shui diehards turned down books about Feng Shui with “I‘d rather get mine at the library and not collect books,” I squealed in delight at winning Peter Walsh’s It’s All Too Much: An Easy Plan for Living A Richer Life With Less Stuff.

Final score: One discard, four acquisitions.

I wonder if Peter would approve.

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