Are You Tweeting with Happiness?

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what-is-emotional-intelligenceA few weeks ago as I drove 388 miles south along I-25 between Denver, Colorado and Albuquerque, New Mexico I heard a story on National Public Radio’s (NPR) All Things Considered about human behavior and social media that peeked my interest. It was a timely delivery of a story because it gave me something to ponder in my boredom.

Did you know social scientists are studying the mood of the planet through individual’s activity on Twitter?

Rises and falls in biochemicals which affect circadian rhythms may have something to do with how we feel throughout the day. Scientists say by reading an individual’s tweets, they can follow people’s mood changes throughout the day. There is a rise in positive tweets first thing in the morning and then late at night .

If the research proves to be correct, pollers and marketers will find this information valuable – “as a great way to get a pulse of what’s going on in the country,” says Scott Golder at Cornell University. Golder and his colleagues look for positive and negative words used in the tweets such as “awesome, outgoing, pleasing” or negative kinds of feelings such as “afraid, fury or fear.”

Do you think reading people’s emotions through their activity on Twitter is constructive or destructive or just a time waster? In my opinion, also tracking seasonal differences in atttitudes would make the research more credible because seasonal affective disorder has very real symptoms.

I’d like to hear from you about the validity of a study about Twitter “tweets.” Post a comment.

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Seize the Moment with Action

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 “Don’t wait. The time will never be just right.” ~ Napoleon Hill

It came to me on Sunday morning, like an apparition. There I stood at the shoreline, next to the edge of the rip-rap, on a remote island on the eastern shore of the Chesapeake Bay trying to decide whether or not the wind was going to stop me from taking a bike ride.  “Perhaps,” I thought, “a walk would be easier than trying to pedal against what feels like gale force winds.”

Suddenly, out of nowhere something ghost-like swept by me, swirling and twirling overhead in the breeze. “I’m going to run after that,” I thought, “so it doesn’t litter the island.” I took off running in pursuit of what looked like trash.

Each time it dipped, I nearly caught the waste, then the wind picked it up and blew it in another direction. Tired from chasing, I had almost given up hope of ever catching the trash. I was being teased and taunted because the wind kept shifting, blowing the plastic even further from my reach. “I’ll never catch it if I give up now.” Just as I finished my thought, the wind shifted yet again and blew the garbage right over my head, within reach.  I grabbed it!

Reaching-for-the-starsYou’ll never guess what it was. A balloon, shaped like a star! It had obviously traveled far, it had little helium left in it, and the gold mylar had taken a beating. It was less than shiny and new. Nevertheless, the shape was still in tact. I ran to show my mother what I had caught. We had a discussion about where the balloon could have possibly come from. “Who knows,” my mother said, as she looked out over the vast sea of water on the Chesapeake, “the balloon could have blown in from anywhere.”

We discussed the weather, and despite the stormy skies,  I decided to try biking. “It will be a good break from my  walking routine,” I said to my mother. I took off pedaling. Once I rounded a corner down the road, it was smooth-sailing. The wind was not even a factor. I’m glad I didn’t let the wind become an obstacle, it was a perfect morning for biking.

During my five mile bike ride, I pondered.”How many times are we stopped from doing something because of barriers. Sometimes we place them in our own mind. Is it not true we almost always find in our actions, fulfillment?”

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Take Charge in 2012


Have you  made your New Year’s Resolution yet? I have and it was easy, too.

I’ll write it and it will consist of eight words. 


Now, it is up to me to begin fulfilling it!  I’ve got to get on with it. Time’s a wastin’!

 Cheers!  All the Best in 2012!

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Just Sayin’……

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Patience and fortitude conquer all things.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson 

My clients are located in different parts of the country, and I am forever trying to figure out what time it is in different time zones. My husband even printed out a map that outlines the State boundaries for Eastern Time zone, Central Time zone, Mountain Time and Pacific to help me figure it out. The problem is I don’t always have the “cheat sheet” at hand. Sometimes I am calling clients from out of the office on a remote phone. 

A few weeks ago, an author friend of mine taught me a new way of telling time. My husband has decided my friend’s way of telling time makes good common sense.

I contend that Mary’s way of tracking time is good for her, but maybe not for me. Suppose I am in a city like New York?  After all, New Yorkers are on a New York minute, smack dab in the heart of miles and miles of pavement. It just will not work! 

My husband said he doesn’t care what I think.   (How’s that for compassion?) He says ” I should just use Mary’s test of time. He’s gotten tired of sorting out for me what hour it is across mountains and plains and in places like Hawaii, Iowa, Florida, Minnesota, Texas or California.” Now when I ask him what time it is, all he says is “It’s time to make HAY!” What is that supposed to mean? That’s just forecasting. That’s not fulfilling my need to know the accurate time! 

Help me out here folks, we have a royal battle going – all over time telling. My husband thinks he’s clever. I think NOT. He’s  really trying  to lose track of  real time to escape from what takes doing some work!  Next time he asks ME what time it is, I’ll say it is “half past a freckle.”  How’s that?

I’m going to contact Mary! Perhaps she has some other kind of  forecasting cheat sheet

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