Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Why not?


It's her mantra. My dear friend, biz partner & co-author, Bev Bruemmer, aka Bubbles.

Scene:

Yours truly: Do you think we should create a book about a Moose teaching school bus safety?

Bev: Why not?

YT: Do you think we can just pick up the phone and call a major corporation for sponsorship?

Bev: Why not?

YT: Do you think...

Bev: Why the heck not?!?

You know, she's right. With her why not attitude, in just two years, she's authored two children's books, partnered on a comprehensive school bus safety program, created a joyful journal...and those are only the things I've been involved with!

This after 33 years in public education.

So, at the end of the day, what is it you're questioning, hesitant to do, create, be, request or donate? What about asking that question just one more time, and this time, answer with another question: Why not?

Monday, January 26, 2009

Why are feet so fetching?

I mean it. I have this thing for feet.

Back of the ankles and toes especially.

Trying my hand at yoga again, I’m reminded that feet are so neglected. (Ya think? High heels!) Except for the occasional pedicure, we rarely play with our toes, just letting them wiggle and our feet flex.

Good news? Once we start pampering them a little, they start to forgive us. AND guess what? They love being up in the air. Higher than our heads. (Think babies grabbing their toes and sticking them in their mouths!)

Okay, maybe we don’t want to go THAT far, but tell me…why are you still sitting there with your feet under your desk? Get off that chair, onto the floor, feet in the air…now wiggle those toes!

At the end of the day, what other parts of our bodies are we taking for granted?

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Why do people jump from perfectly good airplanes?


Skydivers might be viewed as ultimate risk takers.

Personally, I prefer to define myself by taking more inward journeys ... Okay, I admit it... I'm a big chicken (cluck cluck), and I will never knowingly step from a plane thousands of feet in the air. (If ever I do, I pray it's a situation like the one pictured here, with someone ELSE to pull the ripcord at the right moment.)

Film characters played by Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman in the The Bucket List took the plunge. Won’t give away the storyline, but I thought it particularly interesting that neither of them wore helmets. What was that all about? Yikes. (Wait. Just noted the two pictured here are sans head protection, too.)

And former President George H. W. Bush, 84, though he used a cane during the most recent inauguration, still plans to dive on his next birthday. God speed.

Risks, I suppose, are definded by the takers. What is a risk to me may not seem all that risky to you.

But what if you cannot imagine your final breath without having attempted that thing that scares you to death?

At the end of the day, what risks are you willing to take?