Gone fishing. Or fishin’. I’m never sure. The point is, I’m going. Not fishing. I don’t fish. I’m down with lazily floating on a lake in the sunshine, assuming the sun ever arrives for more than a fifteen-minute window on the West Coast this year, but catching and killing something is far outside my comfort zone. Fish comes from Captain Highliner. Period. At any rate, … Continue reading Gone fishing.
I can do what I want. This is true of everyone. We’re not as constrained as we like to think. At least not in any real sense. The constraints we experience are primarily self-imposed. We choose what we do. We choose what we don’t do. We allow ourselves to be constrained. There are reasons. Often, we don’t realize that’s what we’re doing. Beyond some minor … Continue reading Constraints.
The fridge is bursting. There’s too much food in the house. Definitely a problem of privilege. I’m aware of that, yet my problems are my problems, real and difficult for me; other people’s different problems don’t negate my reality. I’ve had this issue before. I don’t do it to myself – I’m careful about the quantities I maintain – so the stress-inducing over-capacity isn’t my … Continue reading The fridge is bursting.
My anxiety is high at the moment. I’m a little triggered. I thought I’d write about it. About how anxiety is currently happening in various degrees to most people in the age of COVID. About some simple things you can do to help calm the mind and body. I was thinking about it while sitting outside under the deck. I was thinking about anxiety, breath, … Continue reading Breathe deeply. Relax.
From Famine to Feast 