EAL #12 – Exile and RedemptionÂ
The Beautiful Conundrum of Family If you think you’re enlightened, spend a week with your family. (Ram Dass) In the last letter (there’s no “news” here, so “letter” will do I think), I talked about
The Beautiful Conundrum of Family If you think you’re enlightened, spend a week with your family. (Ram Dass) In the last letter (there’s no “news” here, so “letter” will do I think), I talked about
Do Other People Exist? We are all solipsists, we don’t really believe other people exist. For the most part, we see people through the lens of the emotional impressions they make on us (a la
I’m Broken and I’m Beautiful (Broken and Beautiful, Kelly Clarkson) Somewhere, somehow, I learned I wasn’t beautiful. Somewhere, somehow, I learned to hide myself away, stuffing slices of my soul into dark corners. I started
I don’t sugar coat things. In part that’s my style, in part it’s a belief that looking life in the eye helps us live the best life we can. This edition is about taking death
The story of life: You want to be so many things. You try to be all of them. Uh… it doesn’t work so well. In each of us, there is a call to the infinite,
But there’s a fire inside, when I’m falling over (Fire, by U2) We run from discomfort. We flee from difficult feelings like Bambi running from a forest fire. It’s a reflex — there’s a fire
Laughing with Liver Cancer Last week I took a personal storytelling class in the City (that’s the New York City). It was a small class, eight of us in total, on the 10th floor of
The Cultivation of Okayness Last we chatted I was talking about how we can learn to be okay with whatever is here, how we can “normalize” the full range of our experience. I like to
Something’s Wrong With Me, Help! Let’s go back to that big room in Beth Israel where I was doing the 8-week mindfulness program and my mind was going haywire. I told you I made the
Your Mind is A Wild Garden, You Can’t Control It If you perchance remember where I left off in EAL #2 despite the pace of the matrix, I salute you. For the rest of us