Posts tagged "compassion"

Maintaining Peace on the 'L'

Maintaining Peace on the 'L'
There’s not much that is pleasant about the Red Line during rush hour. Something or someone usually smells like piss or body odor or moldy shoes, and the extremely cramped conditions are only the rotten cherry on top. If ever the phrase, “like cattle,” had a place, the Red Line would be it. But, I... Read more »

My Choice

My Choice
In general, I absolutely hate decisions.  I am so thoroughly non-committal, that the very thought of having to pick what to wear on a Saturday night makes me seriously consider spending the night on my couch with my leftovers. And, during this past year, living my version of twenty-something independence, I’ve realized that this indecisiveness... Read more »

Embracing Imbalance

I struggle with balance, in every way applicable. My overly practiced tree pose will always be wobbly. I can never find time (or energy) in my schedule to work out, eat, AND be social. My meals often consist of what’s left in the fridge. And, I think it’s very safe to say that the majority... Read more »
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The mind is a very gossipy place.

The mind is a very gossipy place.
I like to think of myself as simply observant, although my better judgment knows it’s something more than that. I like to narrate what I see. I give people voices, assess their attitudes, and define them based on a single glance. These verbal decrees that pass in and out of my mind are not always... Read more »

When It Comes to Wanting Success – How Much is Too Much?

I’ve spent most of my life in an almost constant state of competition. Growing up in the North Shore of Chicago and attending one of the best public schools in the state was an enormous privilege, but not one without enormous pressures as well. As a smart kid, grades were everything. It started in preschool... Read more »

The key trick to staying healthy we ALWAYS forget.

As an avid yoga practitioner, I’ve been very aware of my body’s “health” since a very young age. I think I may have been the only child alive who actually paid attention in 5th grade health and who felt guilty feeding my dog broccoli (especially when he refused to eat it, because then I would... Read more »
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