In brief, habits are formed when there is a cue, followed by routine, followed by reward. For example, when I get off work and come home, my cue to snack, freak out, have a panic attack, pace the house, or act insane is initial feelings of anxiety. My reward must be some sort of relief from my stress or else this pattern, habit, would not have formed. So there it is, one of my most simple habits diagrammed using Duhigg’s formula: cue: anxiety, routine: snacking/pacing, reward: relief. … More Habit Forming: Oasis
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Be the Change.” I have never blogged consistently for a very long period of time. I have created several blogs in the past, all with great intentions, but none that fulfilled those intentions. It’s difficult to faithfully share on my blog given the season of life I … More Prompt Response: Be the change
My husband and I hosted a New Years party in which we played the game “What’s Yours Like?” The premise of the game is for one person to be the “guesser” of a noun on the piece of paper being passed around the group, and for the hinters to give one honest, accurate, yet obscure, … More Talented…or not?
Quietly losing breath She speaks Into one ear and Yet across oceans Her simple dreams And routine ways Found their path to hearts Abroad Her silent breaths are a Ticking clock Her movement gently Spells what’s lost One step back please The dance instructor states Don’t rush this time Let the music carry You past … More What is necessary
Window shades close and the lights go out No one here, but me The rest of the world—shut out Commotion, laughter, and joy Does not intrude on these Four walls. Loneliness, is all I know.
Motions and movements Mean free. Filters and followers Make dreams. Afternoon chats Are of longer bore And candid-icy No more. Fake-ness is now real And what was real, now ugly The ideal set before you: Sickness is lovely. Red is blue And blue is orange Songs are read and Poems sung Tipsy turvy What’s done … More Candid-icy
When pain is joyful
and laughter is sad
the paradox of living
triple lives— … More The secrets of living a triple life.