Category: Secretary’s Corner
Secretary’s Corner 23 – May 1
What is the best way to squeeze every last drop out of the experiences I have?
I want to soak up the crazy experiences I have and remember them, be impacted by them. How do I do that? Often when I experience something really insane or amazing, I feel kind of numb. It will hit me later, and I will gape at the crazy experience, but in the moment…
Secretary’s Corner 22 – April 24
This year has felt like a poorly-timed marathon. I’ve been sprinting from one thing to the next, not pausing or pacing myself so my “energy” lasts longer. Instead of a nice slow run, I’ve been barreling through life at breakneck speed, just asking for a rock to present itself in my path as a tripping hazard.
Secretary’s Corner 21 – April 17
Tomorrow is Good Friday. When I was a wee lass, I thought it was so silly to name the saddest day in history “Good”. Why not call it Bad Friday? Or Sad Friday? Now that I’m (slightly) older, I can see why it was called that. The worst day in history paid for our sins, making it a good day for us, I guess? Deep down, the seven-year-old in me still finds it a bit silly…
Secretary’s Corner 20 – April 10
Secretary’s Corner 23 – May 1

What is the best way to squeeze every last drop out of the experiences I have?
I want to soak up the crazy experiences I have and remember them, be impacted by them. How do I do that? Often when I experience something really insane or amazing, I feel kind of numb. It will hit me later, and I will gape at the crazy experience, but in the moment…
Secretary’s Corner 22 – April 24

This year has felt like a poorly-timed marathon. I’ve been sprinting from one thing to the next, not pausing or pacing myself so my “energy” lasts longer. Instead of a nice slow run, I’ve been barreling through life at breakneck speed, just asking for a rock to present itself in my path as a tripping hazard.
Secretary’s Corner 21 – April 17

Tomorrow is Good Friday. When I was a wee lass, I thought it was so silly to name the saddest day in history “Good”. Why not call it Bad Friday? Or Sad Friday? Now that I’m (slightly) older, I can see why it was called that. The worst day in history paid for our sins, making it a good day for us, I guess? Deep down, the seven-year-old in me still finds it a bit silly…