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At the end of last week I was really not on the best of terms with the internet. Content thievery was popping up a lot of places – big brands taking advantage of bloggers. I’d been reading more about the cognitive effects of the time we spend online, and reevaluating how and why I want to be staring at screens. And then, Friday night, I saw a tweet from my friend Jill, read her post, and very quickly remembered exactly why I love this place.

And so, I ask you to visit Jill, over at Baby Rabies, and see how the power of social media for good is alive and well. Jill received an email from a reader, Jamie, pregnant and living with breast cancer. Jamie asked Jill’s advice. And Jill came back with more than guidance. She brought an army to help.

Give us a tool to wrap our virtual arms around each other from every corner of the world, and we can use it to pull each other closer than ever before. We can use it to hold each other up.

Like Jill, I believe that people’s urge to give is far greater than their desire to take. Emotionally, intellectually, artistically, financially – we can all contribute so much online. We can be the change.  In more ways that we could without this technology.

I’ll trade having a little less focus for all the good that can be done online. It’s just a matter of seeking it out.

Please, visit Jill’s site and find out more. #bethechange


five great things someone else said, vol 13


In the last week, I joined in celebrating the 90th birthday of a man who has lived a truly remarkable life. I also learned, via twitter , of Alice Pyne, a fifteen year old girl in England with terminal cancer who created a blog to post her bucket list, which included trending on twitter.

And so, at times throughout the week, my thoughts have traveled back and forth between what it might be like to live ninety years and what it would have been like to have only lived for fifteen.

I thought of the bucket list that Alice has created. All the things she wants to do and has posted to her website. And I thought about the 90th birthday party I’d attended and the discussions amongst people, of all ages – what they’d done, what they were up to and what they were planning to do next. Weren’t we, in fact, creating lists of our own right there at that beachside restaurant – talking about movies we’d love to make, art grants we’re hoping to receive, the best and worst times of year to visit Cairo/Paris/Istanbul? (#firstworldproblems, I know.)

Shouldn’t we all be making bucket lists but calling them life goals instead? OK, maybe not life goals because that totally sounds like high school counselor-speak, but you know what I’m getting at. (Just saw a website that calls them life goals. Must find a better name. Oh, who cares what you call it, as long as you do it.)

Why must it take some earth-shattering, senseless news to make us stop and smell the roses, start saving for that trip, writing that book, planning that Thanksgiving when we’ll skip the feast and go volunteer at the L.A. Mission. It isn’t all trips down the Nile and training for the New York Marathon. There are so many small things that somehow slip between the cracks, too. We need buckets to scoop them up as well.

Oh, how I hope that Alice is able to do all she wishes for on that list, and more. I hope that she knows that her very first to-do on the that bucket list, To make everyone sign up to be a bone marrow donor, is already bringing hope and joy to so many. Around the world. Bringing some sense to a senseless reality faced by so many. That she placed it tip-top, above all else, well, it just goes to show that Alice is wise beyond her fifteen years. Perhaps wise beyond ninety.

Smell those roses, everyone. Inhale deeply. Today. Everyday. xo a.

And now, five great things someone else said about living life to its fullest:

When you write down your life, every page should contain something no one has ever heard about. – Elias Canetti

The remarkable thing is that it is the crowded life that is most easily remembered. A life full of turns, achievements, disappointments, surprises, and crises is a life full of landmarks. The empty life has even its few details blurred, and cannot be remembered with certainty. -Eric Hoffer

He who breathes deepest lives most. – Elizabeth Barrett Browning

You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough. – Mae West

You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life? – Rumi