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Desperately Seeking A Sense Of Purpose.

I have always wanted to be heard. Not to achieve some modicum of glory or fame (not that I haven’t fantasized about the limelight, of course I have), but to feel like I’ve given the world something of value through my work. And I mean work that is deeply personal, not just a function of survival.

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wisdom

Anatta 101: I Do Not Exist.

Searching for the self is a meditation that many Buddhists have counted as a centerpiece of practice for thousands of years. Recitation of the Heart of Wisdom Sutra is a daily practice for many Buddhists, including those Tibetans practicing within the Mind Only Middle Way schools. Funny enough,  ...

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The Wild Solitude Of Self.

These are the ones whose ribcage is a tangle of blackberry vines and whose spine is a bottomless mountain ravine, rushing clear water, icy as snowmelt. The ones with rubies in their teeth and turquoise in their chests, with fingertips that grow into dandelions, and eyelashes into blue jay wings.

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troublemakers

Rediscovering the Bravery of Your Young Self.

I hated my period. The cramps and the crazy moods made me incapable of keeping it together long enough to run free and easy down the alley or take a marathon bike ride. I had to comb my hair now. I had to consider lipstick and strapping on that stupid boob binder because that’s what nice girls  ...

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troublemakers

Warm Butter on the Journey to My True Self.

  My father likes his butter warm. He eats a lot of it and leaves the covered butter dish out on the kitchen counter at home so that it is always in the creamy state he prefers. But I live in Hawaii, so this month when he and my mother were visiting, I had to suffer my butter in an almost  ...

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