I have a secret that embarrasses me a little. I love celebrity gossip. I love “finding out” secrets – even when I know the gossip probably isn’t true. I love stories about stars behaving badly. I love looking at pictures of pretty people doing exotic things. I love “look how crappy they look in real life – just like you” photo essays. The first website … Continue reading Where are they now?
I struggle with attachments. I struggle with letting go of things. I suspect I am not unique.
I’ve been reading bits and pieces of Buddhist writings. The idea of attachment is regularly referenced. The goal is to accept the concept of non-attachment. I’m nowhere close to doing that…
Continue reading Attachment: books and bears.
Some people believe bad things happen to teach us valuable lessons. That hard times lead to better ones. That misery has a purpose. Many of us believe this our whole lives, despite evidence to the contrary.
We don’t like to think things just happen. We don’t like the idea of random chance…
Continue reading Does depression make you a better person?
I wish I didn’t care about anything but myself. It would make life a lot easier to navigate.
I bet people who truly don’t care don’t suffer from mood disorders.
I care about so many things I even anthropomorphize. I get guilt if I don’t rescue a worm from the sidewalk. What if it’s scared or frightened? I worry if I don’t acknowledge both of the stuffed animals that sit on my desk; I’m afraid if I pet only one, the other’s feelings will be hurt…
Continue reading I wish I didn’t care so much.
From Famine to Feast. 