On International Women’s Day, let’s celebrate women for *all* they are
I often recall the quote by Walt Whitman: “Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large. I contain multitudes.” Oh to have that luxury.
It’s an ultimate sign of power to be able to own one’s many facets. In some cases, to be able to shed the old in favor of the new; in others, to have the freedom to be as varied as the days.
Despite being a society obsessed with growth, there are inherent contradictions in the process of evolving — many…
Holding space for both positive and negative emotions while revisiting the beliefs behind them helps us make sense of a difficult year
Today’s the first day of March 2021, causing many to pause and take stock of a year defined by loss, sacrifice and necessitated adaptation.
As the anniversary of the World Health Organization declaring COVID-19 a global pandemic approaches (March 11), so too have we surpassed the grim milestone of 500,000 deaths. We all are grieving something: stability, freedoms, or loved ones, lost to the virus or kept apart to prevent the spread. These experiences are not equal nor…
When an inanimate object becomes the object translating your affection, what is real and what is imagined?
[edit: this article was originally written before COVID-19, but it connects strongly to the feelings many have experienced from virtual dating during the pandemic.]
When I was very little, I remember thinking there was a tiny man inside the television, pulling knobs and levers and pressing buttons to operate the pictures that came to life on the screen in front of me. …
I can’t help but consider the fact that my big love — and its love lost equivalent — dictated the trajectory of my entire adult life. And though I’m a big believer in free will, it’s difficult in retrospect to find a piece of my bigger story — my calling, if you will — that wasn’t influenced by my most formative relationship to-date.
How do you erase a decade of scorned love? And if you could, would you want to?
As a hopeless romantic, I’ve dealt with my share of heartbreak in my twenties. But also, they’ve been limited: “hopeless…
I remember the first time I really noticed the chasm.
I was with my folks, visiting friends from out of town. Eager to catch up, I was particularly excited to chat with my dad. He is, after all, the best listener I know, and some career developments had put me in a quandary. I stuck close to his side, waiting for the right moment to launch into my deliberations aloud. The host asked for my drink of choice. I said, “I’ll take whatever he’s having.”
Bourbon was poured. Not finding a moment at first to interject, I eased into the…
In today’s world of disillusionment, sustaining a romantic spirit requires courage — but isn’t clearly defined
The monologue at the start of “The Holiday” gives me chills.
I have found almost everything written about love to be true. Shakespeare said, ‘journeys end in lovers meeting.’ Oh, what an extraordinary thought. Personally, I’ve not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I’m more than willing to believe that Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone ever should. I’m constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives.
The power to alter and define our…
When’s the last time you simply existed?
Not in a meditative state, necessarily, but at a level of consciousness where you acknowledged that the act of being alive was not only sufficient but a goal in and of itself. It seems a bit misleading, calling existence a goal, when you don’t really have to try at it to make it so. But that’s just it, when you strive to recognize the power of existing, the beauty of it, the all-encompassing nature of living in the most basic sense, then, well, you’re already in a different state of being entirely.
Finding grace in an unexpected gift — a surgery recovery of body, mind and spirit
Your ultrasound shows indicators that you have an ovarian torsion, the doctors said. We won’t be able to know with 100% certainty that this is the case without undergoing surgery, where we’ll remove the cysts. If the ovary is twisted, as we expect it is, we’ll untwist it.
Worst case scenario, we may have to remove the ovary.
The rest of the conversation is a bit blurry now, but the next step was clear. As I lay there alone in the MGH emergency department, I…
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