I like anything about space and astronomy. Stargazing, telescopes, comets, and meteor showers always pique my interest. Although I’ve seen a lot of the night sky, the one event that I’ve been waiting to experience is a total solar eclipse. The last total solar eclipse within the United States was in 1979. Needless to say, the chances to see such a sight are rare. As a complex and scientifically calculated trajectory would
I’ve watched it a thousand times. Another day winding down as the sun sets. Each day, I embark on life with dreams, goals, and a list of TO-DOs. Yet, there is so much to do and too little time to do it. I use to think like this until I reached a breaking point. A point where I had to make changes and figure out why there was always so much
A new year, a time for renewal and change. Many people make New Year Resolutions, a promise to change a habit, to self-improvement. However, I prefer self-reflection. I believe it’s important to routinely take a moment and review personal milestones and core values. By definition, self-reflection is the act of examining introspectively. The willingness to learn more about how one behaves, their purpose in life, and essence. This isn’t easy to do. It took me awhile to wrap my head
Have you ever heard the expression “You need to stop and smell the roses“? I’ve heard it many times, and each time I dismiss it as a cliche. However, its real meaning is simply a reminder to slow down, enjoy life, and be in the present. As simple as it sounds, I found it difficult to grasp. After some thought, I narrowed my thinking and asked myself a question. What do I consider one of Life’s
Is mindfulness contagious? Can someone share the present moment with a complete stranger whom they never saw or spoken to ever? Interesting questions. I am not an expert in mindfulness. Far from it. I’m merely a student that is willing to learn and eager to understand more. Last week, I looked across the street from my office window. I noticed a woman ice skating on the town’s seasonal ice skating rink. There was no one else on the rink, just her. She
After exercising my right to vote, I went to the Maine Diner for breakfast. As I scanned the menu, my eyes quickly located one of my normal breakfast choices. With that minor dilemma out of the way, I was ready to order, eat, and move on with my day. But then, I realized that I always pick from the same handful of breakfast dishes. After a moment of self-reflection, I determined that I wasn’t helping myself