I started this blog post over 11 days ago and this is the first sentence I could muster. Actually, that’s only partly true. It would be more accurate to say that after 11 days of staring listlessly, and perhaps even psychotically, into the blank screen that I hope will become …
I saw a post earlier this week that asked a simple question: “Why do you write?” It’s strange how the simplest of questions require the subtlest and most nuanced of answers. Like: Is there a God? What is love? Where do babies come from? Do these jeans make me look fat? …
Some cycles are helpful. Some are important. Some are simply self-destructive. From the outside looking in it can be easy to assess which is which, but when you’re caught in the incessant restlessness of constantly “pushing”, the insidious can seem inconspicuous. Sometimes it’s easy to mistake the cycle of self-delusion …
I’ve got a fever. That’s probably the worst possible way to start a blog post in the midst of a global pandemic. I suppose it’d be like announcing that your lymph-nodes were strangely swollen during the Bubonic Plague. For the record, I don’t have a literal fever. I’m speaking metaphorically. …
There’s something so therapeutic and almost meditative about running for me. I try my best to run everyday, or at least five days out of the week. However, I think my reasons for running vary from day to day. Somedays its about catharsis and stress-relief. Somedays I run as a …
I just finished re-reading David Sedaris‘ book Me Talk Pretty One Day, and it occurred to me that religions are like book clubs that have gotten stuck on the same books for centuries. And, while I say that with plenty of sardonic snark and snide-ness, I also say it with …
What if we saw the mutual reciprocity that resides between the heavens and our hearts? What if we recognized that the energy igniting the truth that burns in the depths of who we are, is the same force and fire that lights the stars? What if we pulled our heart-strings …
One of the ways I cope with my five-day-a-week cubicle incarceration is by listening to a lot interviews with author’s whose work I greatly appreciate and admire. Day in and day out this proves to be an effective strategy for a variety of reasons. It insures that the loudest voice …
If he walked, he discovered, he did not have to think…when he thought, his mind went to places he could not control, places that made him feel uncomfortable. – Neil Gaiman, American Gods Sometimes I have the luxury of ‘knowing’ exactly why a particular piece of writing grabs my attention, …
Last night, I went to see Roadrunner: A Film About Anthony Bourdain. I’ve been an avid admirer of Anthony Bourdain since the very first time I watched his show No Reservations. At the time, I wasn’t sure what struck me so deeply about him or his work. In some regards, …
