When she fell down the cafeteria stairs, textbooks and papers flying, I watched from a chair on the first floor. Would someone help her? I scribbled some notes as she got up and walked around the corner. A few minutes later, we repeated the process. My partner in this experiment for our social psychology class had a love for drama and a talent for staging realistic slip-and-falls. We were studying altruism – the contexts in which people are likely to be helpful (or not). Tip from the class: … [Read more...] about I am not the Messiah.
December's Winter Solstice marked the longest night of the year. The ending before the beginning. The darkness before the widening light. All around us, Nature shares the wisdom of emptiness, dormancy and surrender. Trees empty their branches of leaves. They channel their strength inward, and they let go. To be empty is to be open. To be empty is to be full of possibility. Waiting for birth. Harvest has finished, whether you mark this week as the birth of Jesus or the historic celebration … [Read more...] about Empty
https://vimeo.com/462772666 Creativity is (almost) never truly blocked. My brain hasn't stopped working just because I've stopped posting. Words are still flowing. If fresh ideas aren't showing up when and where I need them, I can flinch or I can give my creativity a new playground. Guess what works best? Experiments can't fail, because they always teach us something. Kids experiment; kids try. Adults want to be instant experts, and that tendency can cage us. How can you liberate your … [Read more...] about Creative Experiment: Vimeo
My best writing might land in someone's inbox. I send "epic" emails, I'm told, and texts as long as letters. Befriending a writer in love with words – and all the ways they connect us – means you'll get some heartfelt messages. Finding one 2015 note to an old, long-distance friend last week, pasted into a journal, uplifted me. The backstory: We'd both been through recent breakups, and I wanted to encourage him. May you also be encouraged. * * * It's not a new lesson, to be with someone … [Read more...] about Something Beautiful Grows
As I walk, someone is watching. He is working, and so am I, stepping in circles and following loops of patterned brick. I'm focused on my feet and my feelings instead of the cold breeze. Twenty minutes later – when I'm finished – he stops grooming shrubs and asks what I was doing, what it all meant. This is the heart of that conversation. A labyrinth is not the same thing as a maze. There's one way in and one way out, but the shared goal of labyrinth and maze is reaching the … [Read more...] about How to Walk a Labyrinth
When I sat up, I was bleeding, but I didn't know that yet. "I could care less what ANYONE thinks of me." As I regained consciousness, I emphasized my first thought as if speaking it aloud on a stage into an audience of strangers. I touched the pain across my forehead. Blood on my fingers inspired two new thoughts: "Am I having an aneurysm?" and "Thank God for the neuroplasticity of the brain." Then, with that self-coaching voice that seems installed in our humanity like hardware, "Candace, … [Read more...] about After I Fell