Talking to a wall

I have a wall inside of me made entirely of shame. Right now, as I write this, my sense is that this fact could not be more obvious, but yesterday when I first encountered it, my wall was a shocking discovery. Here’s how I ran into the wall. I was in meditation....

Item! I renege on the goofiness!

A somewhat goofy mini-collection of stuff I’ve been reading, stuff I’ve been thinking about and oh, some completely random crap. Basically the stuff that never gets mentioned here because I’m not the kind of person who can just make some teeny little...

Blogging Therapy: Finding your safe space.

Blogging, man. It’s hard enough without having to worry about getting squished between the pressure to “be yourself” and the pressure to “be like everyone else”. Stupid experts! Contradicting themselves! Gah. Oh, it’s Tuesday again....
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