“He’s a nice guy, a little awkward though.” I hear, in a low but clearly audible tone, as I leave the group of 15 gathered around a table for a cake, and a birthday song. I am about 20 feet away from the table, walking away, as I stop for a moment to grab my… Read More INNER CHILD HEALING: confronting the complex labyrinths of illusions I have constructed in my own mind, to shield myself from a deep-rooted belief that I was never worthy of love, and that I never fit this world.
I want to hear the things that make your eyes sparkle and give you that flutter in the deepest part of your heart. I want to cry with you, hold you while you cry out the pain like the heart opened warrior you are. I want to feel that warrior heart, I see your… Read More I WANT THE REAL YOU. Not winner you, not tough you, not cool you. I want to feel the beautiful pain inside you.
I celebrated my 26th birthday on September 15th, 2016 in a salsa bar in Madrid dancing with a drunk and obliging 21 year-old Wisconsin sorority girl whose consciousness hadn’t quite pierced the veil of self-awareness yet, it was still wading in the waters of the being the Mary Magdelene of the college skin-and-flesh contest among… Read More Can you forgive your most shameful/cringeworthy action in your past? Spirit Warrior you is waiting on the other side of that
Hi, Mrs. Daniels. I called you in today, because Timmy has been causing alot of commotion, on the playground, in class, and during the after-school activities. Usually we are able to spot these “incessant verbal diarheaa” ones in the admissions process and try to alert parents to the inner turmoil that it may be revealing… Read More Productive Extrovert Syndrome
“The reason we feel alienated is because the society is infantile, trivial, and stupid. So the cost of sanity in this society is a certain level of alienation. I grapple with this because I’m a parent. And I think anybody who has children, you come to this realization, you know—what’ll it be? Alienated, cynical intellectual?… Read More Western Psychology is diseased/ Homeless people can see your soul like others can’t
At 37, Peter sits on the train, his wife is cooking dinner at home, as he reads his book, his daughter Jeannie, 5, waits at home. Peter contemplates how lucky he is to have a loving wife and daughter at home for him. He doesn’t love his job, but he feels safe and secure and… Read More Talking about my daughter’s soccer practice on the commuter train
Meditation alters my brain chemistry, it leaves me feeling lighter, less judgmental, more forgiving and less quick to react angrily. It alters my mindset to a more calm, compassionate, and peaceful state. I see it is as weightlifting or cardio for the mind. Each time I recognize my mind has wandered and I return to… Read More How meditation helps my depression
I have been hesitant to publish any writing since I arrived back home from Peru 12 days ago. To be honest, I have been fragile, like a pregnant hormonal mother, fluctuating from despondent sadness to being overcome with gratitude and love. I have cried more and given more hugs in those 2 weeks in Peru, than I… Read More My Ayahuasca experience: Earth-Shattering
Since the beginning of what I label my awkward years, age 12, I have had this conception of the passing of time as a way to bury unpleasant memories and shame, or at least a desperate hope that the passing of time would make the memories fade. I always held out hope for a new blank slate… Read More Fear and loathing on Long Island
My relationship with negativity is one delineated by boundaries. If given ample time and space, the negativity will accumulate like clouds saturating with dense water content before a storm. The negativity inserts itself in my head like a growing tumor, that will continue growing and endangering the host’s health until equal and opposite action is… Read More Depression and Writing