Finally Marshmallow-Free!

Okay, so some of you really love marshmallows and don’t understand why I’d single them out for derision.

Allow me to explain.

Stay-Puft Marhsmallow Man,Maggie McReynoldsI don’t actually like marshmallows—never have. To me, they are little plump blobs of sugar and who-the-the-heck-knows-what-else. They are weird and unnatural.

But as it happens, I’m not talking about literal marshmallows. I’m talking about metaphorical ones: the sticky, gooey, unnecessary, over-the-top unhealthy stuff that so many of us pile into our holidays just as we pile them atop our sweet potato casseroles.

We don’t really like them. We don’t really want them. We certainly don’t need them. But there they are anyway, because Grandma always used them, or because we think everyone expects them or because it “wouldn’t seem like (insert holiday here) without them.”

These metaphorical marshmallows are white, fluffy La Brea tarpits of expectation and obligation, all our shoulds and supposed-tos and have-tos and ought-tos miring us in “tradition” and perpetuating guilt, shame and major blood sugar crashes.

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237 Kinds of Blind

In E-Squared: Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality, author Pam Grout postulates that we see what we expect to see. It sounds sort of obvious, but go beyond that first reflexive response to get to the deeper truth: all the things we habitually think about show up for us, every day. Piece by piece, moment by moment, they make up our experience of life.

Leave aside arguments about whether or not that’s because we manifest them with our thoughts. Just consider that if you are thinking about seeing yellow cars, you’re probably going to notice yellow cars. Which is fine, of course. Unless it would serve you better to see/find an orange car, in which case, you may be blinding yourself to it.

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What the Hell Are You Doing?

Is that really the smartest marketing move I’ve ever made, asking you something like that in a subject header?

Well, no. No, it isn’t.

painted into a corner, Maggie McReynolds blogBut isn’t that the question many of you are asking yourself these days?

Here you are, somewhere in the middle of your life, and, really, does it look like anything you had in mind for yourself when you were a kid? I don’t mean in the sense of a Barbie’s Dreamhouse-style fantasy (at age 6, my sole ambition in life was to be a mommy and, I blush to say, a waitress with a frilly apron). I mean, you knew when you were little that you could do anything, be anything, go anywhere, create the life of your dreams.

So did you?

And if you didn’t, what the hell are you doing?

Listen, if you are happy–and many of you doubtless are, this email is not for you. This is for those of you who find yourself looking around at your job, your relationships, your home, your life and experiencing a disconnect.

This is for those of you experiencing that exquisitely painful and bewildering state of “WTF???”

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