Good afternoon, my Lovelies!  Hope your Zensday Wednesday is looking better than my hair looked this morning.  I can’t be held entirely responsible:  I hung out with Jazzy last night. She made the yummiest salad and a pizza that went perfectly with the wine we heartily drank  sampled.  It was a perfect evening, replete with a gorgeous sunset, some chatting on her balcony and lots of catch-up in her cozy, gorgeous digs as french musique played in the background.  This morning looked a little less picturesque.  My puffy eyes and my pillow head made sure I remembered I don’t live in a movie or a French cafe.  Oy.  

Back to hoping your day is going better than my appearance this morning.  

I read an article recently about a guy who started to make his passwords goals he wanted to accomplish.  Whether it was forgiveness or trip-planning, he began to notice that his perspective on things started to change.  Here is the link to the article.

Password Changed His Life

I started to think that if I did that, not only would I remember my passwords (I recently changed them all and I feel like I have temporary dementia every time I log in to something), but maybe, like the guy in the article, I would start to see my life a little differently.  Sort of a mind game to remember gratitude or will power or strategy or goals.  I have started doing it.  It is going well.  Sort of.  I keep forgetting EXACTLY what my goals are and EXACTLY what I want to bring in to my life (maybe that is the bigger problem, no?).  Funny thing about passwords…they like exactness.

It’s all a process anyway (life, love, this password experiment).  I just want to get better at remembering so that I can start to live with a bit more intention (and also so that I don’t get locked out from too many false attempts at guessing).

Maybe my password should be: iwillsorememberThistime123 – like hastags.  

I will let you know how it goes, unless I can’t remember how to log in here.

#Fingerscrossed456