I got knee-deep and dirty into my book today. I changed my working title from “Amp Your Vibe” to “How to Create a Project-Driven Life” which is really what it is about.
There are list-making exercises.
There are ways to beta-test project ideas before you commit to them.
There are tips on how to build and sustain your energy and focus for the long-haul.
There is an exercise aimed at helping your write your Personal Manifesto.
This last one is the most important exercise in the whole book, I think. It will reveal what you believe and what you stand for. Knowing this is tremendously helpful for living your life as well as vetting project ideas for their potential “worth.”
Here’s the exercise. Try it. If you do, and need help in creating a Manifesto out of the answers, let me know (or wait for the book!)
Answer these questions as completely as you can.
Who do I admire?
What do I value in the people I admire?
What do I value in the marketplace, as a consumer of goods and services?
What 1 or 2 qualities do I have, that I wished my children, friends or colleagues had?
How do I feel when I feel seen?
What makes me feel safe, secure, appreciated?
How do I want to show up in the world? How do I want to “present”? How do I wish to be seen?
How do I want to express?
How do I want to be known?
What do I want to be known FOR?
What would be the best thing someone could say about me in a eulogy?
If you would find it helpful, I could show you my answers to these questions and show you how I came up with my Personal Manifesto. Let me know in the comments.
Okay, now I’m excited.
The blogger John, from Stories in the Struggle posted a Love/Hate Challenge. The deal is that you list 10 things you love and 10 things you hate, and then ask all of your readers and followers to do the same. I’m in, John!
This is the core exercise of my book. Making and keeping up these 2 lists was the key to figuring out who I was, and what I needed to be doing in the world. I write about lists A LOT on this blog. A recent post about how you are what you love, can be found HERE. I think this is the very best thing a person can do. Because when you notice what you love and what you don’t love, in the noticing you are paying attention to your life.
And when you pay attention to your life, you discover who you are. It’s freaking magical.
Things I love (in no particular order)
- Cedar waxwings
- Sinking down farther and farther into the sand with each incoming wave.
- The little spit sink and cup at the dentist.
- Office supply stores.
- Marching bands.
- A great white shirt
- Unplowed snow
- Fountain pens.
Go here for a more comprehensive comprehensive list of all the things I love.
Things I hate (in no particular order)
- Inserts in magazines that either fall out, or you have to rip them out to read in peace.
- Plastic cutlery
- The warm feeling of dog poop through the plastic bag.
- Parallel parking
- Styro packing peanuts
- Mother’s Day
- The cereal at the bottom of the box.
- The phrase “poster child.”
Go here for a more comprehensive list of all things I don’t love.
I am so amped to know what is on the lists of the people who read this blog! I hope lots of you will play.
Time for some appreciation and gratitude.
This is the end of Week 1 of my new intention to write every day, Monday through Friday, on The Project.
First, I appreciate G. For everything, but especially for understanding why I am squirreled up in my room so much, and for making the elixir (we are doing a liver and gall bladder cleanse that involves juicing limes and mixing that lime juice with olive oil and chugging it.) And for making dinner, and for asking, with love, how it’s going each evening, and listening to my blather.
Next, Jennifer, my friend and Naturopath who understands that my eczemic ears are one thing, but that it’s actually my inability to finish stuff that’s the real itch.
And to Dani Shapiro for writing Still Writing which I am finding incredibly supportive and inspiring at the moment. I am so grateful to writers who write about their process: Anne Lamott, Natalie Goldberg, Virginia Woolf, to name a few. Thank god for them. For without them I wouldn’t be able to brazen this out. I’d feel too weird, too lonely, too guilty. They write stories and novels, yes, but they also take time to write about what it’s like to wake up in the morning and embark upon the endless sea, and have to build your boat, too.
Those are the people who supported me through Week 1. A deep bow of gratitude to all of them.
Tomorrow is Saturday. I have given myself the weekends off. Time to focus on other things.