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  • sunday life: in which I meet medical intuitive Caroline Myss This week I find no reasons I don’t know about you, but I’ve noticed a stack of people have taken to the curious, quasi-spiritual belief that there’s divine logic behind every haphazard, unfortunate occurrence – from receiving three parking tickets in three days, to getting cancer. Your girlfriend leaves you? It happened because your true more
  • sunday life: my case against shopping* This week I don’t buy style Bless me father, for it has been nine weeks since my last resentful, unsatisfying and agitated jaunt to the gaudily adorned shrine that is my local shopping mall. Indeed, it’s been nine weeks since I’ve bought anything, apart from food, petrol and cotton buds. While I’m confessing, I should more
  • sunday life: in which I commit random acts of kindness This week I give away stuff… randomly. Have you been ROAK’d yet? I know four people who have in the past fortnight. My friend Kerrie was walking to the servo to buy toilet paper and a woman she didn’t know handed her a bunch of jonquils. Just like that. A reader on my blog wrote more
  • Sunday Life: on the importance of having space This week I clear for myself some space. On Tuesday I was walking to the post box while talking to my accountant and reading an email attachment on my phone. I passed an old lady in a pink beret sitting at a bus stop. Just sitting in the sun. Fifteen minutes later, she was still more
  • sunday life: why you should read slowly This week I learn The Art of Slow Reading I’ve never been a big reader. Even as a kid. Which has always surprised people who assume that just because you wore glasses with an eyepatch for 18 months (when I was 12) and spent lunch in the library means you were a bookworm. Truth be more
  • sunday life: the secret to happiness (a chat with Gretchen Rubin) This week I get happy…close to home Gretchen Rubin calls it her “Beautiful House” moment. As in, “This is not my beautiful house”, the existential lament from the Talking Heads hit “Once in a Lifetime”. Gretchen’s life was ticking along just fine. She had a beautiful house. Two kids. And all the rest. But she more
  • sunday life: why i love ugly walking shoes This week I wear ugly walking shoes Recently I was given a pair of those chubby, stack-soled “fit” sneakers*. You know, the kind that look a cross between that very special footwear you can only buy at a chemist and those foam stilts Baby Spice used to wear with legwarmers back in 1993. * I more
  • Sunday life: how to detox your house (and trust me, you need to) This week I detox my apartment It may not be evident from where you sit, but I’m currently experiencing slow death by tinned lima beans. I’ve been eating a stack lately, in seemingly benign ways – tossed through stews, in soups. It was always bound to catch up with me. And if it doesn’t, my more
  • sunday life: the fun of analysing dreams! This week I get some dream coaching Is there anything more spleen-twistingly, incisor-grindingly tedious than listening to other people recounting their dreams? I don’t think so. Which is why I won’t share how two nights ago I dreamt I was flying, but not really flying, more falling and desperately breaststroking though the air trying to more
  • sunday life: in which “deep talking” has a comeback This week I talk deep Remember the 90s? Ah, yes, they were such earnest, toe-gazing, reflective times. Folk would Quick Unpick the Nike logos off their sportswear (making branded statements was so tawdry), and debate whether you could wear lipstick and still be regarded a feminist. Gosh, we cared back then! In the 90s we’d more
  • sunday life: I try this cool self-discipline technique This week I give the Pomodoro Technique a crack. On this bumpy road to a “better life” that I ride week to week, this much has become abundantly clear: it’s very hard to make self-discipline sexy. As I read on some blog or other recently, you don’t get excited about a party because you’ve been more
  • Sunday life: a chat with Oprah’s life coach Martha Beck So, this week I get “wordless” with Martha Beck You know that conversation starter where someone asks, “So who would you most like to sit next to on a plane”? For some deeply intuitive and not wholly understood reason my hypothetical answer (because, in fact, no one has ever actually launched a conversation with me more
  • sunday life: are you a better Godparent than me? This week I get godmotherly. Hands up if you’re a godparent. Leave your hand up if you’re a good (as in, functioning) godparent. You know, you impart upon your respective godchildren sage spiritual wisdoms from time to time, send a card on their birthday…heck, you even know their birthday! Hmmm, thought so. I’m godmother to more
  • sunday life: the beauty of queuing in New York This week I queue in New York* (You might want to play this while you read!) My Friday went like this: ensconced in a blunt, jet-lagged haze I wound my way through Manhattan’s Central Park to the Museum of Modern Art on 53rd. , whereupon I queued for five hours to sit opposite performance artist more
  • sunday life: to finish or to abort? This week I annihilate my unfinished tasks I call it the Un-Albumed Photo Problem. In households around the world, shoved at the back of some cupboard, is a box of old photos with negatives that have come loose from the packet. This box elicits much guilt. It probably hasn’t been touched in years; I mean, more
  • sunday life: mindful eating This week I eat mindfully Now here’s a thought: what if all those folk who take photos of their every meal and post them on their blog/Twitter/Facebook were actually onto something? I’m sure you’ve seen them about. I was at lunch recently and watched a table of six whip out their iphones as their food more
  • sunday life: in which i learn the beauty of not being right This week I choose to not be right (and find beauty in a field beyond right and wrong). Ever been stuck in a toxic relationship rut? I mean really stuck. Perhaps it was with a spouse, a partner, or your boss or neighbour.  An issue arises, they react aggressively, you react just as primitively to more
  • sunday life: in which Seth Godin gives me a gift This week I give gifts There’s this thing I do in cab queues at airports. I don’t find it weird. Although you might. When I get to the front of the queue I sing out to the crowd to ask if anyone would like to share a cab to Bondi (which is where I live). more
  • sunday life: in which i get told what my future husband and book look like This week I see a psychic. Actually, in the past two weeks I’ve seen a sum total of five psychics: Mitchell Coombes, the guy from TV series The One and author of Sensing Spirit (which made it to the top of the self-help bestseller list a few weeks back), Colette Baron-Reid, a prolific American “psychic more
  • Sunday life: a cup of tea with Edward do Bono (tell me your take on this one…!) This week I meet Edward de Bono, the world’s most well-known thinker. So, it’s arranged we meet at an outdoor swimming pool on Friday morning. Which is a little odd. Edward De Bono, the world’s greatest thinker, is 75 and arrives with his aide, wearing a full suit and a superbly garish tie. He’s not more
  • Sunday life: why we should resist bottled water. Like, now. * this post has been updated This week I don’t drink bottled water (actually, I haven’t drunk the stuff for several years, but I’m kinda ensconced in this “look what I happened upon this week” theme…so let’s just ride it for now). Recently I aborted a liaison with a guy because he didn’t recycle. To more
  • Sunday Life: the gorgeous value of strangers This week I embrace my “consequential strangers” Down the road from my place is one of those cheap nail bars with the vibrating vinyl chairs and wall-mounted TVs that’s always screening Dr Phil. I’m not a fancy nail person; I tear or chew mine. But one of my Favourite Things To Do In The Whole more
  • Sunday life: how to quit multi-tasking, already This week I unitask (albeit unsuccessfully) Dear Reader, I think it’s time I stepped down from the lofty stead upon which I’m often perched on this page. And be honest with you. As I write I have nine screens open on my computer, which I’ve been toggling between incessantly as I research this column, as more
  • sunday life: how to work a four-day week This week I share how I take Thursdays off. I call it a Clear Day. A day for floating… If you were to put your ear to the ground and listen carefully, this is what the Zeitgeist would rumble back at you: right now, in 2010, we’re feeling like little canoes thundering down a gorge. more
  • sunday life: a chat with Mitch Albom about faith This week I find my “right reason”…and get a little faith. On Tuesday I sat with Mitch Albom. Which is lovely and fitting, really, because Mitch wrote Tuesdays with Morrie, a book about how he spent Tuesdays sitting with a bloke called Morrie. Not read it? Well, Morrie is Mitch’s former teacher and is dying. more
  • sunday life: in which I hire a virtual assistant This week I hire a Virtual Assistant in India (and, no, the picture below has nothing to do with Virtual Assistants, or India, but is an image of what I’d like to have more time for once I’ve successfully delegated stuff I hate doing ). I tell you, VAs are the PTs of the new more
  • sunday life: in which I be thoroughly me This week I “Be Sarah” (which may or may not involve rolling around in bed in luxurious knits) I have this problem. I’m a really bad party-goer. I can’t seem to stay at them, and my personality grinds to a glazed-over halt whenever I’m forced to. Standing in restrictive going-out garb on a Friday or more
  • sunday life: in which I try out the new way to travel This week I travel lightly In the next two weeks I have to travel to Africa, Perth, the Gold Coast and Melbourne for work and a wedding. My feet are already puffy and my olfactory bulb awash with the carby stench of inflight fruit buns in dreaded anticipation. I hate travelling. Years ago I loved more
  • sunday life: in which I quit the sunday afternoon email catch-up habit This week I reclaim my Sunday Sundays are sad. So says a Swedish study just out. It found the Sabbath the most depressing day of the week because (and I just love how big, important studies have an uncanny knack for pointing out the bleeding obvious) it’s the day before school and work starts. It more
  • Sunday life: yes, I’m neurotic. Phew, i’m glad that’s out This week… I am neurotic Now, you might ask, how can indulging in a private personality schism make life better. I’m kind of asking myself the same, but let’s see how this goes. For starters, openly acknowledging something in yourself that others have long suspected can make life easier for everyone involved. But let’s take more
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