Life is intense. Why do we make it more so by continually cranking up the intensity: more hours at work, calories to burn, or money in the bank? Constantly striving for more creates intensity. Increasing the intensity of life without intention is insanity. Living with intention means enjoying what we have, how we are, and…
Looking at my countertop weather station the other day, I realized information can be right and wrong at the same time. The device is usually accurate enough to plan for what to wear for the day. On this particular morning, the date, time, and temperature were correct, but not the actual weather. The digital picture…
Spring Break is over, so it’s back to reality. My reality is that it’s time for a spring cleaning checklist. My spring cleaning is sure to clear plenty of space in my life. I want my arms free of clutter and my mind clear of chaos, giving me more freedom to enjoy the here and…
Once upon a time, there was a woman who took great care in keeping her yard tidy. Day in and day out, she could be seen sweeping or raking. One morning, a neighbor stopped to converse with her. He couldn’t help but notice how committed she was to taking care of her property and inquired…
Welcome back to the Pink Elephants Blog! This year’s content is sure to keep providing and challenging you with different lenses through which to view life. Changing perspectives of how we think about things is like going to the eye doctor. I’ll hold up the lenses, but you identify what feels good to you. Prescriptions…
Life doesn’t always make sense, especially as it’s unfolding. We might never know “why” things happen, but if we can find acceptance, we can make sense of life’s hard knocks. There are silver linings if we are willing to look up. Last fall kicked off a series of events that left my family reeling. Challenges…
Once upon a time, there was a bored child. To alleviate his boredom, he began spying on his neighbors. He knew what he witnessed wasn’t his business. The people he observed were unaware, and most of the time, what he saw was of no interest to him. However, there was one time that disturbed him…
The Junior-Senior T.P. Wars are a part of the Homecoming traditions at my daughter’s high school. Every evening during homecoming week, the 11th and 12th graders hit many of the opposing classmate’s houses. Hundreds of toilet paper rolls are tossed into trees, wrapped around plants and furniture, torn into tiny bits, and strewn across the…
Indulge me for a moment. Picture yourself in the mountains on a dirt hiking trail. There is blue sky above, a river flowing below, and a rainbow of wildflowers in every direction. The beauty and silence are intoxicating until an out-of-place sound pierces the moment. In a split second, your defenses are up as you…
How is it that the older one gets, the faster time passes? When you’re a kid, time moves at a snail’s pace. Waiting for summer or your next birthday seems to take forever. The words, “How much longer?” escape the lips of every child. “Faster! Faster! Hurry up!” is the mantra of youth. Before you…