I am a fan of the song “Habits (Stay High)” by Tove Lo. In it, I hear a portrait of a person living through the self-harm that comes…
Freedom With
For the past three days I’ve had two different songs stuck in my head, alternating. When I grasp a piece of music that excites me,…
Refilling the Empty Cup
Recently I have begun thinking that I’ve lumped together several different needs and cravings into this larger mental category of “needing to rest”—or, more typically,…
Revolutionaries are Sexier than Revolutions
Revolutionaries are sexier than revolutions. We know their images, their hand-selected quotes, the steady curation of image that comes particularly when the revolutionary and their…
The Angel and the Sun
A certain amount of social grace is useful: the ability to make small talk, to build connections between others, to find points of commonality and…
Comfort and the Push for Change
At times, something in the self grows wary of revolution. Even when one feels the way things are do not work, the current system of self-management…
Dreaming the Impossible
The season shifts slightly after harshness, high expectations and demands and a lingering sense: “Is that all there is?” Outward conditions seem much the same,…
Smoldering Hopes in Wintertime
At times, all feels frozen, stuck, or fixed. Looking around, the mind sees only impossible circumstances with impassable obstacles. The pond is ice-still and the…
All that passes…
The wheel continues to turn. In times of success, there looms already the presence of failure. Times of misery are limned with bliss. The longest…
Broken Integrity: “We have to show him our way works!”
A while ago, my uncle loaned me the book Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand. It took me a while to sit down and read it, but seeing…