Survival

How to incrementally acclimatize your body to higher temperatures — Back in the neolithic age of the 1960s, when energy seemed endless, I recall buildings being cold in the summer. I walked in, and there was the initial thermal shock and a refreshing feeling that lasted about one minute. …

We need to work so that we connect and serve one another, as it is written, “Go and make a living from each other.” Our lives are arranged such that we are forced to connect to each other: I give to you, and you give to me. For example, I…

At least for a while — I was working on a pitch for a reality TV show that I was calling Spy School and I was put in touch with a gentleman who, I was told, would be a good resource. We scheduled a time to meet at a bar on the boardwalk in Santa Monica…

As a suicide attempt survivor, I’ve thought a lot about survival. How, even during my darkest moments, I can think of the most fucked up things and on the other end still have a functioning body as long as I keep my hands to myself. When you deal with so…

A GLOBAL ADDICTION Until despair finally drives them to accept their affliction and deal with it, alcoholics will resort to all sorts of tactics including denial, secrecy, sneering, blame deflection, resentment, anger and even violence. We are now dealing with an addiction very much like alcoholism. Except that right now pretty much the…

Last week was my last scheduled visit with oncology. So, I lifted a glass (or two) in celebration of good health. Unlike the mental health challenges I had been experiencing for years prior, cancer was a diagnosis I could finally talk about… without fear of being judged. Except perhaps in…

The 15 minute plan is something that I thought about when I first started prepping. For a very short backstory, I live in the mountains of North Georgia. …

Hubs’ desperation to keep me is my motivation to leave — Good evening, my lovelies, Tonight, a conversation with Hubs is playing through my mind. I’ve talked about how he scrolls through the cameras online. Says he wants to see the kids and me because he misses us. I, and everyone I talk to about this, finds it creepy and stalker-ish…

Here we are, folks, neck-deep in what’s been dubbed the ‘post-truth era’. Sounds dystopian, right? But let’s put our panic on pause for a second. I’ve been mulling this over, as a philosophy professor, and I think we’ve got some aces up our sleeve. …