What if the most personal, revolutionary act we can do is to be pleased with things and persist in joyful practice?
We never prepared for this version of pandemic. On film, people cough and the world falls apart. The reality of COVID-19 is far stranger. This post is a quiet word to my fellow covid-lucky. Our problems may be a small portion of the total damage, but it’s still there, still ours, and it accumulates. It will not so easily fit under the rug where we sweep it.
People have been asking what gift/s I want for my rapidly approaching big four-oh. It’s a milestone. It should be something good, something meaningful. Yet things (objects, stuff) seem to … Continue reading
I’m coming out as fat. Consider this my declaration. Like any form of coming out, the response may well be ‘that’s been obvious for a while. Let’s all move on’ … Continue reading
Sometimes I think this blog should be called ‘things that are obvious, but not to me.’ I recently did a workplace Birkman test to better understand why I’ve been burning … Continue reading
Anxiety is elusive. Sometimes there’s a clear provocation. A thing happens and you can point to it and say ‘ah ha! That very expensive bill or that difficult conversation or … Continue reading