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The Endless Magazine Worm Hole (Explore)

Here’s what is going on inside of my head… 

You: Man, where is that lazy ass blogger anyway?

Me: Gawd, I am so lame that I can’t even manage a post. I write about work-life balance ALL the time, yet I can barely tread water this week. #fail

You: No seriously, I remember when she used to post all the time. I think I just saw a tumbleweed blow by. I FEEL NEGLECTED. #fail

Me: I suck. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Drool. ACK!

You: Hmmmmm, maybe I should break up with her and find a lovely new blog to love and cherish? Hmmmmm.

Me: OMG, they are going to break up with me. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Drool. ACK!

Me: Pie. Pie would help. Pie always help. It’s pie. It’s medicinal, right?

You: Sound pie advice. Just sayin’.

Me: Kind of you to agree about the pie, especially since I have been such a lame ass blogger.

You: Don’t get carried away, I still feel neglected.

Me: <Hangs head in shame. >

And scene. 

See ya outside my head soon! ~ The Grass Stain Guru 

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Breaking the Box: Permission to Dream


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Ever feel boxed in?

You know the feeling, right? It’s not a good one, but I have come to realize over the years, it is an incredible useful one — the feeling of being boxed in.

It hit me this weekend. Feeling boxed in. Under-inspired. Again, like an old acquaintance that you would rather avoid, but once you agree to that cup of coffee with them, you realize they are in your life for a reason.

Hello box, shall we dance?

Over the last few years, I have found some really useful tools to help me turn that feeling into an opportunity to break the box.

One was starting this blog, and giving my voice a place to live other than inside a meeting room or simply inside my head.

My favorite tool to fight the box is my passport, and letting the girl with the crooked smile and the phrase book wonder off on her own to see what there is to see. Naturally, this tool is not always accessible, but I really do try and keep it dust-free.

Often, I turn to the words of others as useful tools for busting the box that I have made. In books, poems, or songs I seek inspiration. Volunteer work is another great tool — giving back or trying something totally new.

Oddly enough, some of my favorite tools come to me via You Tube, which amidst the funny cat videos and cover songs of earnest young musicians, hides a treasure trove of box-breaking tools and footholds for those in need.

Favorites include Elizabeth Gilbert and Sir Ken Robinson, of course. And the list would not be complete without Randy Pausch. If you have never watched his final lecture — or if it’s been awhile — find some time to do just that and give yourself the permission to dream. Again.

Today I am not TGSG, simply Bethe, who is writing and dreaming her way out of the box.

See you out there…
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The Capacity for Joy

“There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty

of  being happy.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson

I saw this video a few weeks ago and fell in love with it. Not for the exercise benefits of taking the stairs, which I get and support of course, but for the human capacity for joy.

I love the playful spirit, fun, and joy the people have — that all people have. Sometimes, it just gets buried. The tasks of day-to-day living, the chores and responsibilities of life can get in the way, but it is always right there, under the surface.

To me, experiencing  joy and fun IS one of life’s great responsibilities. It is not only your right, but your duty to love this life you have been given. Don’t wait for someone to put a piano keyboard on the stairs in front of you. Make your own fun and joy every day. Play as if your life depends on it, because when push comes to shove, it does.

See ya outside! ~ The Grass Stain Guru

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