I have a short article up at Beams and Struts. It’s actually not really an article. It’s an angry rant— about beauty. Check it here.
Give a Shit
When I was 19, I started a hair salon with a good friend and heaps of community support. We were total frauds. We didn’t know a thing about business (really? We have to collect sales tax? We shouldn’t just randomly close when we want to? We should mark up our retail products so that we make money off them? Promising topless hair cuts to cute boys at the bar is wholly inappropriate? Even if we’re kidding?) We didn’t have hairdressing licences yet, both having lost our apprenticeships when the salon we were at went bankrupt. We had ambitions. We had heart. We were
We’re all leading something in some way. Maybe it’s a company, a project or a team. Could be a family, a clique or culture. A new Renaissance. A Revolution. Evolution. Maybe your heart’s leading your way or your mind’s leading your work or your ideals are leading your art. Maybe you quietly sneak up on your mission, plodding away, one foot in front of the other. Maybe you explode into it, the shrapnel of your passion slicing through doubt and mediocrity. Maybe you pace or sprint or skip or lurk. Maybe you lead with logic or intuition, with an army
Making a Living. Making a Killing. Let’s let them settle into our skin and feel what’s there when wearing them. When someone makes a living, it’s modest, it’s what helps them live, pay the bills, feed the kids. When someone makes a killing, it’s huge…they’re cleaning up…it’s exciting, dumbfounding…wow, that’s a lot of money! They KILLED it! But fiscally, in terms of pure numbers, there may not actually be such a discrepancy. I see these terms being more about the act behind the result, a living not necessarily being less nor a killing being more. I am interested in the spirit of
I was freaked out and annoyed. She was overwhelmed and exasperated.I was entitled. She was bitchy. I was shocked. She was ashamed. I was gathering my courage. She apologized. And from there we fumbled, stumbled, listened, shared and rocked that conversations like a couple of adults who give a shit. At the first stage of caring, it’s all about me. Selfish care. My wants, my needs, my view. Me me me. But before we point and scream ‘Narcissist!’…this stage of caring is crucial. It sets the foundation for the next stage of caring. Us. Our Care. My family, my community, my country. My peeps, yo. What’s important to us matters, let’s
Gone are the days when cigarettes and direction-less rebellion make you hot news. If you’re congratulating yourself on your $800 handbag and turning your nose up at your neighbour, you’re stuck in the 90′s. cynicism so passée. If you’re just looking out for yourself, you’re about as uncool as those kids you sat next to in home-room who yelled out the answers with enthusiasm. Things are gettin’ real here on this planet of ours. Waking up is happening all over the place. Wanna role with the cool crowd? Get out there. Lead something. Give a shit.
Calling all martyrs, people-pleasers and action addicts… Life’s busy right? Hectic…overwhelming? Does your energy, your effort and your time go into meeting demands and caring for others? Maybe you’re a parent or in the business of being of service. Maybe you’ve got heaps of friends or a large family. Hell, let’s be honest, even if none of those are true, you’re likely stretched…lots to get done or be responsible for and not a ton of time to rest, nourish and care deeply for your wellbeing. We’re just not in a culture that rewards that. A few months ago, I took
So…if you’re from around these parts, you’re probably spending several hours a week watching hockey. Time well spent even if many of us are itching to have our evening back for the stuff we’ve been neglecting to participate in this history making time. Not being someone who watches much TV, I’m not exposed to commercials and I’ve been finding myself particularly sensitive to what I am seeing. That is, craving making. Every message, every image, all of it are aggressive little stokes to the fire of desire. Here I am minding my own business and suddenly I want to eat
…Universe? Future potential? This may be an inquiry into paying it forward…A wider view of how we charge for our work. There are a lot of values that can arise when looking at how we charge for our work. There are views that range from ‘we should give freely and without expectation’ all the way to ‘charge as much as you can for giving as little as you can’ accompanied by countless worldviews that support these and everything in between. I recently comped a group of people. I led a meeting. I was happy to do it. In fact, I’ll
Sex, drugs and rock n’ roll… It was the impromptu theme at my women’s group last night. It all began as a full-hearted, deeply rooted inquiry into sexuality…how we got to talking about drugs I’m not quite sure but given that we went there, we couldn’t ignore where everything was headed and just had to throw on some music and rock out for a while. And while we usually begin with a 20 minute meditation and are a lot less ‘girls gone wild’, this meeting-turned-social didn’t lack depth or meaningful inquiry at all. The theme of Collective Expertise ran through