“I start at 6:00. Sharp.” She said., “Life happens, I get it, but if you’re chronically late you have to look at that.” There were ten of us in the room but I was pretty convinced she was talking to me. It was 6:10 when I squeezed through the door, Read more…
If you knew a kid who voluntarily gave her lunch money to the school bully every day for some cheese food and corn syrup, would you say something? The majority of us are that little kid getting taken advantage of every time we go to the grocery store. I thought Read more…
I’m going through the fridge looking for something to eat for lunch. Why is there a bag of cranberries in the crisper? It’s March, have they been there since Christmas? I’m also eating a handful of Organic Kettle Corn, which is dumb because it will ruin my appetite, but someone left it Read more…
What procrastination looks like today. today today today I walked the dog, because it was a good thing to do. And a selfless act too because the snowstorm had just started. Well, mostly selfless since I did have to pick up a book at the library. But I didn’t have Read more…
What if the most revolutionary thing you could do was to commit to living a fully conscious life? Some argue the Occupy Movement is a threat not because people mobilized, but because people realized they have voices and those voices were being heard. The somnambulist masses have awoken. (yes that’s Read more…
I introduced the concept of Lent to my nephews over supper. I hadn’t signed off on either wheat or meditation although I had abstained from the former and practiced the latter that morning just to cover my bases. The boys were eagerly engaged in the debate with Number 1 proposing Read more…
We’re an hour into Lent on the East Coast. I am not Catholic but for three days I’ve been racking my brains about what to give up for the next forty. Over the years I’ve given up tangible things like wine, chocolate, and coffee. I’ve tried intangible concepts like giving up Read more…
Humpday. Once upon a time I hated Wednesdays. Nothing good ever happened on a Wednesday. Mondays offered the hope of a clean slate, Fridays brought release and Thursdays were magical. But on Wednesday I was stranded in the middle waiting to get to the end. And then things changed, as Read more…