Protected: On my mind

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Protected: Talking, not Talking

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The Laid out Life. Part II

When I was about sixteen or seventeen, I wrote down the things that I wanted to do with my life. I wrote three careers and the pros and cons as I saw them. They were: an international aid worker, an owner of a coffeehouse, and a missionary.  I looked at the themes, the reasons why … Continue reading →

Stop Holding Your Breath

At a stoplight listening to Levitt and Dubner’s “Think Like a Freak,” I grab the post-its and a pen out of the cubby beside me and jot this down: “Sometimes in life, going right up the middle is the boldest move of all.” I often write down things on post-its and put them on my … Continue reading →

Self-dispossessed

He told me that in his dream he yelled out, “I am my own!” And isn’t that a profound insistence? It seems a simple thing, to belong to oneself, but it’s so rare and difficult. There are times when I feel words leave my mouth out of pure necessity, and I don’t process them until … Continue reading →

“Except when they don’t, because sometimes they won’t.”

Yesterday was my son’s first birthday party. I was surprised how emotional I was about the day and the party, how sensitive I was. My mother tends to be on the bossy side when we’re around people. She kept telling me to leave my son alone and let him do things on his own. When … Continue reading →

A Shattered Cistern

In college, I took one class in Kabbalah. It’ll be fun! I thought. It was very interesting subject matter after all. It turns out that the Professor didn’t read the papers we wrote and graded only how padded our bibliographies were. It was the only ‘C’ I ever got. I got a failing grade on … Continue reading →

Ultimatums (Flawless)

Everything has changed since I had a child. My schedule, my habits, my priorities have all changed now and forever. My sex life has certainly changed. But the most surprising thing that has changed is not my sex life, and that’s saying something, it’s my lack of fear. My son came into this world without … Continue reading →

Road Rage and this path.

It’s a strange thing isn’t it, the speed limit? That’s supposed to be as fast as you go, the top limit. In everyday culture however, it is the base. We drive around impatiently urging people along. If people are going the speed limit or, God forbid, under it, they are commonly tailgated, sometimes passed regardless … Continue reading →

Reset Button

With you, I am the princess from the princess and the pea. One little thing is wrong, and I don’t know what it is. You’ve put it there to disturb me or left it there on purpose. You’ve got a tiny pea of information that I just can’t find. I lie awake on my comfortable … Continue reading →