Embracing the Laughter

For those of you who don’t know, I’ve selected #Light as my #OneWord2014.

As part of living my OneWord, I’ve decided to help spread some light by profiling some of the happiest people I encounter. Students, co-workers, family and friends… their relation to me is irrelevant, only that they emit some form of light and positivity. The goal is to do one every week, maybe every other week. We’ll see how this goes. My first profile in positivity was an easy one to select.

Meet Rebecca.


Rebecca is a student at Emerson and a student leader in my office. While she may appear pint sized, she is a force to be reckoned with… Rebecca has the biggest laugh you’ve ever heard. It’s an unusual laugh… part dolphin, part whale and all happy. It literally rings through the halls. You may not see her coming your way, but you’ll always know she’s near. I asked Rebecca a few question about being positive and I wanted to share her insight with you.

What keeps you happy?
When I make other people happy, it brings me the most happiness. I just love making people feel good and smile. If I can make someone else’s day, it makes my day.

Who do you surround yourself with?
I want to surround myself with people who I want to be like. People who inspire me. Maybe I can be like them and that makes me happy.

Tell me about your laugh. Why does it draw people to you?
My laugh is very unique. I have a low registered voice, but laugh at such a high range/pitch. It throws people off, they don’t expect it. It’s an unusual, joyful sound. You can tell that my laugh is genuine. You can’t fake it. People feel good when they hear it. That’s what draws people in to my laugh.

What’s your goal for the year?
I live on a day-by-day basis. If I make one person smile today, it’s worth it. If I can make 365 people smile this year, then I’ve made it.



Many thanks to Rebecca for being not only fierce, but being a fabulous first interview as I begin these profiles! Keep doing beautiful things, my friend!

Embracing the Laughter

Slowing it down

In January 2013, I loudly proclaimed this to be the year of #Slow.

Deciding on my OneWord 2013 wasn’t something I did carelessly. This was a thoughtful, deliberate (and I might I add, SLOW) process. I wanted the right word to guide me, to give me direction and to give me a reason to pause. My OneWord was something I felt I had earned. After years of work to get where I am now, I deserved to move slowly.

#Slow it was, and #slow it wasn’t.

Foolish Jason thought – “OH! I’ve been in Boston long enough to know my job, my city and myself. I should slow down and enjoy it.”

Foolish Jason thought – “OH! Because I’ve decided things are going to be slow and peaceful, that they’ll just be that way.”

Foolish Jason thought – “OH! Since I want to reflect on how I got to this place in my life, everyone else will let me do it.”

These things were categorically false.

Just because you want something to happen doesn’t mean outside forces won’t hamper your efforts. I’m not saying I failed to live up to my OneWord, but I don’t think I fully grasped the reality of what it meant to be #slow. I naively thought others would help me do this. Because I put it out there in the world (and painted on a canvas that has sat on my desk), the world would let this happen with ease.

So, on my last day of work of 2013, I think about how I moved… sometimes slowly, sometimes running so fast I lost my breath. There were times I enjoyed where I was, but there were times I was forced to run faster than anyone else in the same vicinity. It was a year of fast and slow, a year that pushed me beyond my emotional and physical limits.

For the next 11 days, I plan on being very slow, spending time with my friends and family. I’ve got 11 days left to be slow. Let’s be slow together.

Here’s to a wonderful 2013.

Slowing it down

Slowing down

I’ve been pretty quiet for the better part of two weeks. Call it what you will: processing, grieving, coping, healing.

I’ve responded to dozens of emails, texts and tweets in the last few weeks and I give the same response – “We’re all physically okay.” But in reality, many of us (myself included) are still healing.

I’m certain I went through all of the stage of grief – I ate my feelings; I drank my pain away; I stress-vomited nightly; I threw myself into work; I went on a mini-vacation with #MyEric; I did it all.

But what I couldn’t figure out was how to get my groove back. How do I get back to me? How do I get back to life on April 14?

And it hit me yesterday. Slow down.

As part of Orientation training, I conducted a One Word Workshop with the student leaders. For some reason yesterday, my one word came back to me… and it was exactly what I needed.

My one word is #Slow. A reminder to enjoy where I am and what I’m doing; a reminder to appreciate the work I’ve done to get here and the work I will be doing in the future; a reminder I’ve accomplished a lot and I’m lucky to be in a place I want to be. 

You’ll find me later today, slowly walking through the Public Garden, viewing storefronts along Charles Street and appreciating where I am.  #BostonStrong

Slowing down