I was supposed to go to a concert tonight. It was canceled due to the COVID-19 stuff. As I took my walk down Main St., I thought about going out for drinks and texted my friend Stacy to see if she’d be up for it. I almost always feel like grabbing a drink when I…
Category: Relationships
Thoughts and Readings on Being in a Healthy Relationship
FROM DOGS TO GLASS ANIMALS
I hadn’t planned on starting this post with a video…. in fact the plan was to end with a live performance video of Glass Animals – since that’s who I’ll be seeing in Kentucky in June (ever the optimist of having someone to take with me, I bought two tickets). When I went to the…
UNDERSTANDING THE OTHER
I haven’t been posting much in the morning this week. There’s no real reason for this other than I haven’t been writing as much in the morning – or what I’ve been writing hasn’t been finished. I’ve been reading a little bit about how different writers work and what they consider to be good output….
BICKERING: PERIMENOPAUSE
How I feel at the moment is the opposite of flow (and no, that is not a period pun, I wrote the title after I wrote the blog post). I’ve been having a tough time communicating with my friend Lisa lately. It seems that she’s been distant for a little more than a week –…
RELATIONSHIP ADVICE (ESTHER PEREL)
I need a word for these non-dating casual new friendships that I develop from time to time. Many of them follow a pattern of a few deep-ish conversations that can’t be sustained over a long period of time. They’re not therapy sessions, they’re not quite comparing scars, but more along the lines of matching up…
IN SEARCH OF LOST… KEYS
Since I was mentioning Proust earlier, I figured I’d play off of the In Search of Lost Time thing. More than once, I’ve tried to write about time – it’s the only thing that just marches on – it gives meaning and urgency and definition. How we spend it and who we spend it with…
COMMITMENT
To love without knowing how to love wounds the person we love. Thich Nhat Hanh I spent a good part of yesterday thinking and not writing. Well… I wrote in the morning, but there was a topic I wanted to tackle all day and wasn’t able to. What that looks like for me (when it’s…
AN ATTEMPT TO UNDERSTAND JEALOUSY
What is it in the brain that makes us want to be special in someone else’s eyes and life? What makes us want to be the first, or the only, the last, the best? What makes us see certain things as sacred? For me, the flip side of this coin is jealousy. I don’t always…
KNOW THYSELF
Two nights ago I was asked what my Enneagram types were. Until a few months ago, I knew nothing about these personality type indicators. I saw people posting them on their dating profiles. I took a test in November – and my two highest scores were type 9 The Peacemaker (98%) and type 2 The…
*POP*
Happiness. I write, often, as a way to give voice to my inner workings…. the battle between thinking and doing, the tug of war that lives in the very word between (love and hate, joy and pain, feeling and reflecting). I write (and read) in search of my interpretation of a good and meaningful life….
TOLERANCE AND MERCY
Today was one of those grey city days. Low clouds obscured the tops of the buildings and a cold mist ____ the city… poetic word choice: blanketed feels too cliche, swaddled is too warm, fell is too passive, enveloped? pestered? nibbled? permeated? lingered over the city…. I made my way to Cafe Keough, read a…
EXPECTATIONS: WANTING EVERYTHING AND NOTHING AT ALL
This morning’s fodder begins with the increased pressures we put on our partners and the increasing isolation we feel in modern society. I opened up a new browser tab and after a brief search on the neuroscience of how grief affects the brain, I scanned my pocket recommendations. I’m came across an article in The…