This was a difficult post to write and to share, yet as ashamed as I am at its content, I need to confess – apparently in a long and disjointed fashion. I could write books on why I’m not a good person. Let’s just start with one chapter for now, though, shall we? Let me [...]
Lately, I’ve been full of introspection – more so than usual. As I manage to do from time to time (as The World’s Worst Buddhist,) I’ve been paying more attention to His Holiness the Dalai Lama when he pops into my periphery. He epitomizes so much I want to be in my life, yet short [...]
I’m turning forty this year. With this realization have come many others, including “why do I continue emotionally raging at my body?” It is the shape it is likely to be, without a great deal of variation, for the remainder of my years. For me, being thin means hard work; I have to work out [...]
Many of the women whose blogs I read are mothers, and as such, they often talk about their child-rearing methodologies, frustrations and the little details of Life With Kids. One term I see come up somewhat frequently is “self-soothing,” and today that hitched itself to another theme I’ve been seeing with remarkable frequency these last [...]
This word appears more and more frequently across the hundreds of blogs of which I try to keep abreast. There seems to be quite a groundswelling of people who have Had It with the thousands of tedious details which ostensibly comprise being a part of modern life. I’m one of them. Screw it, man – [...]