January 16, 2026

What Does it Really Meme?


Organized clutter is clutter that is less cluttery. I am more of the “let it go and free your mind camp, in an ongoing multi-decade crusade against harbouring things that do not add to my life, material or otherwise. 








Makes sense to me. Instead, today we are normalizing all the wrong things.






This is the clock I have been on since about 2001 when I semi-retired at age 40. This face is as accurate as I need. Even better is another favourite clock face that shows just the seasons on it.









We are the agents of our own destruction, and will do anything to save ourselves except stop, accept personal responsibility, and change.









Why does this need to be said at any time, anywhere on this planet?












When our intention is crystal clear — free from confusion, doubt, or conflicting motives — the path forward naturally reveals itself. It is about shifting from wandering passively through life, to a focused alignment that leads to action and beneficial outcomes.





January 11, 2026

Simple Luxuries

Having a bunch of garden grown squash all winter feels very luxurious.


“The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.”
— Henry Ward Beecher


It sounds like an oxymoron, but there is such a thing as simple luxuries. And in the gentle rhythm of my days, I like to treat myself to these small, accessible special moments. 

It is not because I “deserve” them, but because they speak the truth to me about the bountiful universe: there is enough, and more than enough.

A steaming mug of tea by the window as the warm morning light spills in, spreading beams on my face, and filling my heart.

The perfect bite of a red-ripened apple, its sweet juice running down my throat like liquid joy.

A nap in an afternoon sunbeam just because.

Fresh towels that smell of sunshine, or giving yourself the permission to take five unrushed minutes to doodle without an agenda.

These aren’t grand gestures. They’re tiny, truthful moments that proclaim: 

“Scarcity is just a story we tell ourselves. Abundance is what’s here, just waiting for us to notice.”

And in those sweet moments of savouring, something magical happens, and I feel reconnected. 

Not just to plenty, but to the very source of creativity, playfulness, and deep, bubbling joy. 

It’s like the universe nods and says, “I’ve got your back, always have, and always will.”

So today, I invite you: choose one small, luxury that works for you. Let it be ridiculously simple, and endlessly joyous.

Let these moments remind you that you are supported by a generous world, and that you only need to notice, make a request, then graciously receive its gifts.

Let the moment spark that delighted “yes” inside. Because when we recognize and receive the bounty with open hands and open hearts, joy doesn’t just visit — it comes to stay. 

What’s your favorite little reminder of abundance in your life right now? As usual, we’d love to hear about it in the comments.