Most of us have said it at one time or another, especially after a few setbacks. “I’ll start fresh on Monday,” “Tomorrow is a new day,” or one of my favorites, “I’m resetting everything next week with new goals, a better attitude, and a stronger commitment this time.” Escaping the “start over” trap can beContinue reading “Why Some Folks Start Over After a Few Bad Days And Why They Shouldn’t”
Author Archives: John Berkovich
Three Days Off Writing and I Lose My Mind (and My Mojo)
There’s a rhythm to writing that’s hard to describe unless you’ve lived it. It’s not about flow, productivity, word count, or even deadlines; it’s about movement. That sense that your mind, even on a nature walk, is turning over, processing, sorting, sharpening. Even when the words don’t seem quite right, at least you know the engineContinue reading “Three Days Off Writing and I Lose My Mind (and My Mojo)”
Rant No. 1: The Screeching, Hellish Kid in the Restaurant
I’m happy, easygoing, and optimistic, but like most people, certain things get under my skin—not always, just sometimes. With that in mind, a multi-part Rant Series begins, designed to get a few things off my chest every Tuesday, with maybe some attempt at humor thrown in. Without further delay … You’re out for dinner withContinue reading “Rant No. 1: The Screeching, Hellish Kid in the Restaurant “
Summer Memories – How the Smallest Things Leave the Biggest Impressions
There’s something magical about summer. Maybe the longer days, the warmth in the air, or the slower pace invite us to soak it all in. But what is interesting about summer is how the most ordinary moments can be etched in our memories for years or even decades. Big trips or extravagant events often makeContinue reading “Summer Memories – How the Smallest Things Leave the Biggest Impressions”
When a First Date Becomes a One-Man Show
So, a client/friend and I are sitting in a family restaurant several weeks ago and we weren’t trying to eavesdrop, but some performances are loud enough—and too tragically awkward—not to witness. Across from us, a couple, probably in their late forties, were clearly on a first date. You could tell by the awkward energy, theContinue reading “When a First Date Becomes a One-Man Show”
When Noticing Is A Strategic Asset
“You notice things most people don’t.” The words hung in the air, a casual observation that landed with surprising weight. At first, I shrugged it off. Didn’t everyone see the chipped paint shaped like an iguana on the park bench, the subtle shift in the barista’s demeanor, the way a particular song could instantly transportContinue reading “When Noticing Is A Strategic Asset”
The Power of Showing Up When You Don’t Feel Like It
There are days when everything in you says, “Not today.” When your energy is low, your motivation is in first gear, and your mind yells “What’s the point?!” or “I don’t care anymore.” On those days, it’s easy to disappear and avoid the world. To skip the to-do list, cancel the project, or crawl backContinue reading “The Power of Showing Up When You Don’t Feel Like It”
Did Titanic’s Mother Cat Warn of Disaster and Leave with her Brood?
Years ago, I listened to a call-in talk show that discussed the day’s topics and whatever else was on people’s minds. It was a serious show for the most part, but occasionally, the well-respected host threw it wide open with some subjects on the lighter side. Some of those lighter shows included who you wouldContinue reading “Did Titanic’s Mother Cat Warn of Disaster and Leave with her Brood?”
The Solo Pint And Unpacking the Gendered Landscape of Public Relaxation
This is the last entry in the bar series. That observation about men frequently enjoying a couple of beers alone in public while seeing women do the same with wine (or any beverage) far less often intrigues me. It’s a seemingly minor detail of everyday life. Yet, it speaks volumes about ingrained social scripts, perceptionsContinue reading “The Solo Pint And Unpacking the Gendered Landscape of Public Relaxation”
Let There Be Light (But Not in This Restaurant, Apparently)
It’s been five straight days of cloud cover. Five days of that washed-out gray light that makes everything — and everyone — look tired. So when I woke up today and saw blue sky and bright sun pouring through the windows like a long-lost friend, I figured people would be flocking to patios and parks.Continue reading “Let There Be Light (But Not in This Restaurant, Apparently)”
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