Have you ever thought about driving in silence? It may sound weird at first, but trust me, it's worth giving it a try.
When I'm quiet in my car, no music or talk radio, I'm able to clear my mind and be more mindful. I think about the day that passed, or get ready for the day ahead, or even create solutions for marketing challenges I'm faced with. It's a great way to increase the flow of ideas and creativity.
Last week I wrote about Kirsten Neuschafer (pictured), an extraordinary woman striving to win an around the World single sailor sail boat race against an all male field. I'm happy to announce that at this writing she is still (barely) in the lead.
After reading the blog, the subject question was posed by one of my readers and it got me thinking.
I was a first born son who grew up in the wonderful 1950s. Wonderful for me, but not so much for my sister who was always heard to say "My brother is an only child".
It was probably September of 1967. I was coming home for my first visit after starting my freshman year at Brandeis. At the last minute I thought about bringing my parents a little something from my college. I picked up a mug (possibly a ceramic beer stein) with the school emblem.
That mug was prominently displayed in their home - sometimes to my embarrassment.
Last week, as I was cleaning out my mother’s apartment, I opened a cupboard and there was the mug. I took it down and held it.
So, you all know how much I enjoy living by the water. You would think with all my life’s history as a child and now as an adult, I would enjoy a good swim. Heck, I even have a pool. But you will rarely find me in any body of water.
Many of us have been at this for a long time. Many of us are just getting started. Many of us who have been at this for a long time, are really just getting started or perhaps getting started with something new.
We have not been in a movie theater since before the pandemic. We have a wide screen television and theater chairs in our home and that has happily served as our theater for the past three years. In fact, we refer to the room as our theater. We even have a group of friends come over the first Saturday of the month for dinner and a movie.
I'm not really a doughut guy. I don't take trips to Dunkin' or buy Crispy Cremes but a local coffee shop called COCO Confections and Coffee (the owner Terry is in the picture) near my house in Sea Cliff has some very special treats on the weekend.