Bird Talk

One of the reasons I’m not
too crazy about winter is that
I miss talking to the birds.

I can hear them yapping outside the window as
I work at my computer, but I can’t yap back.

How could I? — The window is closed, and there’s this plastic film taped over it to keep the cold from filtering in.

And when we get strong winds and freezing temperatures — which is what we’ve been getting much too often this year — I keep the bamboo shade rolled down and the curtains shut tight; there’s no way I can strike up a conversation.

So when I step out the door and there’s a bunch of sparrows sitting in the tree that’s right in front of my balcony, I stop and chirp my little heart out. I like the way the birds stare at me, tilting their heads to one side and then to the other, and I always wonder: Am I making any sense to them, or is it total gibberish?

If I’m walking on the street and I see or hear a crow and there’s no one in sight, I caw. It’s annoying to have to restrain myself from cawing just because there are people around.

At home, when I’m on my balcony or in the yard or even when I’m walking in the lane, I don’t care what the neighbours think… I CAW CAW CAW!

But I try not to caw too often — I’m not THAT deranged.

Anyway, if you want to hear what I sound like when I
talk to birds, here’s a little slide show video I made.

It’s the first in a series of “Giggle Tips” videos I’ll be putting up on YouTube. As a Giggle Coach, I want to get as many people giggling
as I can.

I intend to conquer the World… one giggle at a time.

P.S.: The video is on YouTube, but for some strange reason, I can’t put it on my site; here’s the Google Video version instead.

The 12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women

NOTE:
I’m late! I’m late!
For a very important date!
The 12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women workshop
is already on Secret 3!

But Jamie says there’s no rush — she’s so cool.
And there’s no time limit for signing up, either.

So if you want to play along, get all the information
on Jamie’s site and come on down!

What you love is
a sign from your Higher Self
of what you are to do.
Sanaya Roman, writer

The book we’re working with is Gail McMeekin’s The 12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women.

Here’s a brief excerpt to give you an idea of what it’s all about (I took the liberty of presenting the information in bullet form for clarity):

• There are three major Gateways through which you are invited to enter on this journey:
  Engaging Your Creativity;
  Mastering Your Challenges as a Creative Woman;
  Actualizing Creative Results: The Power of Positive Priorities.
• Within each Gateway, there are a series of Secrets — essentials for a successful transition to the next Gateway.
• Within each Secret, there are specific Keys that unlock its mystery and spur your mastery.
• By the end of the book, you will have compelling goals and a plan of action steps to guide you on your chosen path.
• There are 12 Secrets, one for each week or each month of the year. You set your own pace.

Evidently, I’ll have to quicken my pace if I want to catch up with the rest of the group. This is week number 3, and the reports are due on Friday. I’ll see if I can go through Secrets 1 and 2 between now and the end of the weekend. Then I’ll explore Secrets 3 and 4, and by the end of next week, I will have caught up with the rest of the gang — over 100 participants.

Well… here I go!

Down With Boredom!

I think I’ve told you before how easily I get bored.
If not, I’m telling you now: boredom follows me
around like a shadow. As far back as I can recall,
I’ve always ended up in a rut.

And this explains why I haven’t been posting as often as I’d like to: I get weary of writing the same thing on both my English blog and my French blog.

Once my English article is ready to post, I don’t feel like reproducing it in French, and vice-versa; the thrill is gone — I want to move on to something new. And to tell you the truth, I hate to translate, so imagine the fun I’ve been having over the past thirteen months.

But yesterday, on my walk back from the library, I had an aha! moment: I suddenly felt liberated from this self-imposed obligation of having identical blogs. From now on, each blog will be distinct and have a life of its own. I will do what I want, when I want, in whatever language I want.

Yet another milestone reached
on my road trip to happiness.
How sweet it is!

Why, you may ask, did I wait so long before taking this rather simple decision? I’m sure I could find many reasons that would explain my neurotic behaviour, but now is not the time to dwell on the past. Now is the time to snap out of this boring pattern, this masochistic discipline, and start using the rerouting opportunities presented to me by the Rune Raido.

In other words, I must master the art of being a bum
in order to boost my creativity.

We’ll see how that works out…