Chubmeister 5000

Martha’s not my child, I’d say, as if I was joking, as if my feelings weren’t hurt. I would say: She’s my roommate. Now I can say, she was not my child, but she was the first member of my family. Martha was my best friend and my witness. I had been on my own for so long, swimming upstream, and now I had a partner in it. There’s a bright line... See more

remember, "interesting" "inspiring" and "informative" are all at odds with "optimized"

Hemingway on writing, just brilliant https://t.co/9Cz2G2599G

As my work-driven identity dissolved, I felt a burning ambition across all facets of life. Instead of a desire to achieve goals that society told me were valuable, I felt a hunger to discover what makes me feel fully alive. Instead of a commitment to “winning” other people’s games, I felt a commitment to design a life that I deeply enjoy... See more

“To heal is to touch with love that which was previously touched by fear.”

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Stephen Levine

When you say yes to cultivating a mystical gaze, the ordinary world becomes more luminous, imbued with flashes of beauty and moments of meaning. The universe responds to your willingness to behold the holy by revealing almost everything as holy. A plate of rice and beans, the Dow Jones Industrial Average, your new baby, the latest political... See more

the only times i truly suffer are when story comes in: a mental narrative about what happened, about myself or others, happy memories of the past, vague fears of the future. that’s easy to get stuck in, and it never fails to catch me unaware.

but sensation fades. stories linger. only one of them is real.