JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 107 :: when all is lost

20 Apr
Keep looking.

I’ve learned this lesson in so many different ways throughout my life. It seems when all is lost, whether it is love or in life or in jobs and wishes and passions and dreams …the answer is to just keep looking. 

Case in point: yesterday I was surprised to see this:

It’s a little plastic foot suction cup that adheres to the bottom of my computer in order to lift it off my desk and help cool the fans so it doesn’t overheat. A low tech solution that I found at Restoration Hardware for my high tech overheating problem.

It worked!

There are four suction feet. Months ago I lost one of these little grey footies. It just disappeared. I couldn’t find it anywhere. So I had to reduce my laptop to just two feet. They work, but not as great as four.

So yesterday as Justin chased Brady into the house and demanded that he spit an acorn out of his mouth I was surprised to see NOT an acorn (which the dogs try to bring into the house all the time) but instead a little grey plastic suction cup bubble up. It was covered in dirt. Not dust, rather the kind of dirt that builds up over months of rain and grass and mud.

This tiny little thing had been missing for months. MONTHS! Now, after months of a disappearance it has been found. Delivered to our door by the one and only Brady.

Now, I have suspicion that Brady probably hid it in the backyard to start with…but regardless I still believe that not all is ever lost.

You just have to keep looking.

Or maybe wishing. Possibly even dreaming about it until someone or something retrieves it for you.

More tomorrow.

  {what have you lost?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 106 :: time to plant

19 Apr
We hit the 80’s today. Not the kind of eighties with permed hair and big bangs… more like the honest to goodness hot summer temperature. And it feels good!
So today I officially planted flowers. I’ve been waiting for the right window. When the ground would be warm and threat of freeze would be over. Today’s temperatures signaled my calling. Time. To. Plant!
Starting with Dahlias. I have no idea what color they will be (or if these tubers will actually take hold).


“A Red and White Dahlia” by Sourabh Biswas – Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

But here’s hoping they live and grow …and bloom!

Okay Mother Nature, I did my part. Now it’s your turn.
Let the magic show begin. Show me some bliss!

More tomorrow.

 {what magic are you waiting for?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 105 :: standing out

18 Apr
Look what’s popping up over here!
We have three surprise visitors. I think they are of the poppy variety. There are just three, popping up out of the ground.

So pretty. So yellow (my favorite color!). Such a surprise.

Last year my mantra was Enjoy Simple Beauty Pause Right Now. And I have to admit it brings me bliss. Both the beauty and the pause. The tiny moment to stop and reflect. To smell the poppies if you will.  (By the way they don’t smell.)

And in that reflection I remembered something important. Being different means being brave enough to stand out amongst everyone else, so that your own true beauty shines.

Shine on.

More tomorrow.

  {what beauty did you spot today?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 104 :: feel good friday

17 Apr


We made it to Day 4 of planking it out with the 30-Day Plank Challenge. If nothing else on a Friday, as this week ends, it feels good to see progress (even if it’s in the form of a few seconds!).

Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance. –Samuel Johnson

What made you feel good today?

More tomorrow.

  {feel good?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 103 :: plank day 3

16 Apr
It’s officially day three of the Plank Challenge over here. Tonight’s goal moved us up to 20 seconds. Just a few more seconds than before.

It reminds me of the power of baby steps, and whenever you want a goal you have to keep at it. Show up. Every little step counts. Or twenty seconds count in this case.

There’s still time to join us…..

More tomorrow.

  {to plank or not to plank?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 102 :: pup’s bliss day!

15 Apr
Today’s bliss is pretty easy to pinpoint. No… it’s not Tax Day….It’s Number One Pup’s birthday! He’s officially fourteen so of course we made a cake.

Out of peanut butter and carrots. What could be better for a special Pup on his birthday? Well, maybe having to share it with your brother.


Right down to the last lick of the plate. And, yes… that’s our china.
What we wouldn’t do for these dogs. They are, after all, our Bliss Buddies.

More tomorrow.

  {who’s your bliss buddy?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 101 :: plank challenge

14 Apr
I’m such a sucker for a challenge. So I can’t pass this one up:  The 30-Day Plank Challenge! Who’s in?

We started tonight. Fifteen seconds. Seems easy enough, right?

What’s fifteen seconds? Enough time for me to eat a handful of chocolate… So, game on.

Will it bring some body bliss? Maybe, we’ll find out. After all, A strong core is the foundation to a strong body.”

Want to play along too?

More tomorrow.

  {what’s your best workout ever?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 100 :: milestones and trips around the sun

13 Apr

It’s Day 100. A milestone in the year of Two Thousand Fifteen. Bliss is my promise this year, and while I’m not sure if I’ve had any major breakthroughs yet, I can say this: I do have perspective.

Today I connected with a dear friend who was just diagnosed with breast cancer. It was more than a surprise. So in her honor, tonight, I am republishing this blog post from a year ago: Secrets for a Successful Surgery

This month marks my trip around the sun since that mastectomy. Hard to believe. Happy to be here. Hoping this post helps others.

More than anything else in this past year I have been grasping step by step a deeper understanding of love. And in more ways than one that means letting go of fear. Ridding my life of it completely, focusing solely on the love.

That’s why I have changed my mantra from Lovemore Fearless to Love More Do More. But it’s still a process. I catch myself now and then with a lump of fear in my throat and in that moment I try to remind myself to breathe, to let in the love, to show up to that very moment with even more love in my heart.

I recently received a note from another dear friend of mine. In it he wrote something so poetic I think it’s worth sharing:

Can you love yourself no matter what your future holds? In other words can you love yourself as you are right now? And now? And now? String enough of those nows together and you’ll be a happy camper “Come rain or come shine,” as Marlene Dietrich sang.

So here’s to the love.
And happy campers.
And many more trips around the sun!

More tomorrow.

  {how can you share some love today}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 99 :: flashbacks and comebacks

12 Apr
I watched the pilot of Friends tonight. It reminded of the good old times, the Ross and Rachael, the Monica haircut, the Chandler who knows what he does for work storyline. I was in college at the time and remember being glued to the television in the Park House living room at Smith College. Something about that show felt different.

And tonight, watching the Pilot all over again was a flashback.
So was this:

I just discovered it popping up in the front yard.

It’s a flower that a friend gave me last summer. I planted it. It promptly died. Or, rather, I didn’t know what to do to help it live in the hot summer 100+ degree heat.

I thought it was gone for good. So I was surprised to see the flower come back. Like a flower flashback.

It’s much like recognizing an old friend all over again. Like seeing Rachael and Monica.

What does this have to do with bliss?  I’m not sure. Maybe growing older is just a really big circle. Maybe we all circle back to who we were. Listening to the same old music, watching the same old shows, laughing at the same old jokes.

Or maybe just like the flower sprouting in my front yard, what we think is dead in the water is really just waiting for the perfect timing to stage a comeback.

More tomorrow.

  {what shows do you remember?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 98 :: a little love for a little lilac

11 Apr

More flowers? Oh, yes! More flowers are blooming, so many we can’t keep up. So now they are invited into the house. I have to say it’s quite the privilege to have fresh cut flowers.

Especially as fragrant as lilacs. The scent reminds me of my grandmother and I really don’t know why. But scent is the most closely associated with memory so somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind there is a connection between the pretty purple lilacs and my grandmother.

It’s bliss knowing that we live on, even if it’s just in the air and the sweet smells that return with spring.
And that smells good to me.

More tomorrow.

  {what smells good to you?}

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