The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Taking a step back, noticing our surroundings, and practicing the kind of mindfulness that actually helps a busy mind settle down.
At 4:30 PM, covered in mosquito bites, my boss asked for one more thing. I felt guilty for even thinking “no.” Here is why I am finally learning that boundaries are not character flaws.
Even with friends, there is a hidden cost to constantly “adjusting” ourselves. Solitude is the only time we can stop performing. Here is why I crave the silence of the farm.
For 20 years, my wife was my reality check. When she left, I lost my mirror. Now, 552 days into living alone, I have to perform my own daily audits to make sure I haven’t disappeared.
We have a bad habit of ruining good moments. We say “That was nice, but…” and immediately worry about tomorrow. Here is why you need to stop talking yourself out of feeling good.
After five hours of digging sweet potatoes, I did not rest. I went straight to the computer. It is not discipline. It is a pull. Here is how I handle a passion that refuses to let go.
Quality time means different things to us at different ages. This is what quality time looks like in my 50s and how it’s changed from my younger years. Solitude has …
