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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 246 :: joy is friday night

7 Sep
{movie night}

Ah… Friday nights! Is there anything better? Well, maybe Saturday mornings. But, tonight is Friday night and that makes it movie night, which brings me joy. 

What brings you joy on a Friday night?

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{joyful}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 57 :: sunshine & joy

27 Feb
{breakthrough)

Sometimes the breakthrough comes after the break… and today, the sun broke through the clouds outside my window. If only for a moment.

It had me thinking about the joy of spring. And how I cannot wait to experience more of it.

My heart is calling for spring. And our world is certainly calling for more joy. May they both sprout forth.  

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{sprout}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 52 :: expanding the good

22 Feb
{true joy}

I was thinking about the good things today. And then I thought about joy. And then I thought…Maybe joy is just starting where you are and expanding the good from there.

We all have to begin somewhere.

Good.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{good is now}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 46 :: feeling joyful

16 Feb
{snuggles}

It’s been a week. But tonight I am feeling joy. Joyful really with two pups at my side snuggling in while I type. And it has me thinking about the moments in life when joy persists. When it seeps into our soul and stands out in a larger than life sort of way.

Tonight I heard a little voice in my head whisper, “Be Alive! While you are living!” Like a little reminder from beyond.  It sounded a lot like my mother’s voice. And it’s just the sort of sage advice she would tell me.

So tonight, I’m thinking about being alive. 

It’s even more present with Pup these days. Today he walked around the lawn pulling me at the end of his leash with stubborn pride. As if to say, “See, Lady, I’m still in charge around here.”

And he most definitely is.

But he’s also teaching me that joy comes in many forms. Sometimes it’s the chase of a ball and the bark at a squirrel. Other days, it’s the sheer determination to go where you want to go when you want to go there.

And that is the kind of everyday joy that this boy is showing us. To truly be alive while you are living. It’s the fine print of life. And if you think about it, there is nothing more joyful.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{joy}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 113 :: on kindness and goals

26 Apr

Stepping back.

A theme for me this week is stepping back. Stepping back to move forward.

It’s kind of ironic for me, someone who likes to PUSH PUSH PUSH to get to the finish line. Stepping back doesn’t always feel good. It feels like wasted energy. It feels like giving up. It feels so incredibly ssssssslllllloooooooowwwww.

And yet, I’m learning, it can be so fast.

Today, I practiced stepping back. For a brief second. A millisecond. And what I found was this:

  • I relaxed
  • The world didn’t stop
  • I breathed
  • I had more energy to push forward

Aha! And there’s the golden nugget. More energy.
To move forward.

May you move forward with kindness.
And energy.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{Forward?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 107 :: blanking kindness

20 Apr

Writing the future.

I’m reading a new book – or, rather listening to one on Audible. It’s called The Three Laws of Performance.

You can listen to an audio sample here.

In it, a concept is shared called, “blanking the canvas.” And I like it. It’s all about needing to wipe the slate clean in order to create a new future. Or, possibly better said, in order to create a new future you need to wipe out the past – or at least come to terms with it, releasing yourself from it.

By doing this, you create space. Space to write a new future.

And that has me thinking about my promise of kindness. Maybe, just maybe, to create a future of kindness we have to come to terms with the unkindness of the past.

And maybe, by being honest about the past, forgiving it, settling it, moving on from it, we can all move into a future written on the pages of kindness.

Here’s to writing the future.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{writing?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 46 :: all kinds of kindness

16 Feb

Early. 

I’m being kind to myself tonight… and going to bed early. Early to bed, early to rise… hum…seems like a sage kind of kindness.

Today also completes my Kind Words Challenge. How did it go for you? Were your Kind Words the kind of words that are powerful? Any learning, movement, changes, or surprises otherwise?

Personally, I learned that there are always two sides to a story. And if we believe there are less we are wrong. Or foolish. Or foolishly wrong. Then, again….there are two sides to every story. See how that works!?

😉

Night. Night.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{seeing both sides?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 286 :: soccer cleats

17 Oct
Today’s Bliss….. soccer cleats.

This is one of the biggest and most blissful reasons why we moved. Soccer cleats. Saturdays. Nieces. Moments that turn into memories.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore, 
Jamie
{saturday?}
#lovemoredomore

Day 198: GOOOOAL!

17 Jul

I am an ex-athlete, not of Olympic status or State Champion prominence but, I’ve played a few games in my time. I even coached summer camp at UConn back in the Rebecca Lobo days (Oops! Did you see me drop that name, this is what ex-athletes who never made it do).

I’ve played enough to know what it feels like to win and to lose.

While watching the Fifa Women’s World Cup today a few things occurred to me:

20 years ago I watched a girl named Jami (not me) play soccer on Justin’s high school team. She played on the boy’s soccer team not because she was one tough cookie — she was — but because my high school didn’t have a team for girls. (Shocking, I know.)

12 years ago I watched a girl named Mia and Brandi and Julie dominate the World Cup for the United States. One of these girls even took her shirt off in excitement and sported her sports bra with sheer triumph … I bet you can picture it in your head right now.

8 hours ago I watched the U.S. Women’s team lose to Japan in a heartbreaking penalty kick shootout.

All I could think about was how it felt like a win — not a loss.

Back in 1999: I felt it was my duty (as a recently minted women’s studies major with a focus in women’s sports) to educate the world on the value of women and girls playing sports. Well, at the very least educate all the men I knew.

Today:  I was surrounded by families with their grown daughters, women with their friends, and the hallmark of it all, men drinking beer, all rapt watching women play soccer on television.

Back in 1999:  It felt like the world was discovering the thrill of women’s soccer.

Today: It felt like the world was remembering women’s soccer:  Remember when Brandi took her shirt off? Remember when Mia was a household name? Remember when Julie was playing on the field not commentating on the sidelines?

I thought a lot about Discovering vs. Remembering today.
It’s a great thing to discover, to lead, to break-through.
But it’s also a great joy to remember, to recall the good old days, the players of the past, when they were there, when we were young.

They both have their place in our lives and in history.
Just as I know right now I am in the discovery stage with this little promise of mine to take care of my head, heart, body & soul.  Some day, like 167 days from now, I will look back and remember, recall, rejoice.

Because there will be time and perspective.
A recipe for reflection.

So, you see, I don’t view it as a loss for our U.S. team (of course it still stings and it downright sucks).

Instead, I see it as a win. 

We’ve made it to the other side.
The side where we have good old days and we have heroes from the past, who are women — and athletes.

And more than anything I know, there will be another game, another day, another chance. For women everywhere.

And to that I scream from the rafters:  GOOOOAL!

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