Happy Purim. Also: Cookies.

Yes, it’s Purim. Unless you’re Stu (my voice to text software), in which case it’s either pour him, query him, Kareem or, weirdly, Putin. Stu doesn’t speak Hebrew. And we have some commute Haitian (communication) problems aside from that…...

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....

Blogging therapy: Learn from my mistakes

Doing something kinda different this week for post number fifteen in our “taking the scary out of blogging” series. And yeah, if you want to play catch-up (no obligation, of course), links to the first fourteen are hidden way down at the bottom this time....
The Fluent Self