Since I was a wee bit one, my mom would read poems to me. She loved William Blake above all else. I’m not too sure Blake’s poetry was readily understood by my young developing brain. However, my mind did gain an appreciation for words, cadence and overall rhythm. […]
As we surely know by now by the incessant playing on the radio of “Santa Claus is coming to town” and by the 101 daily “today only sale” emails from Macy’s Christmas is coming on fast and furiously and tons of new items are being bought. Amazon thinks […]
I grew up reading about ten books a week. My mom would head over to the library and just take out book upon book for me. It was a nice way to escape the world. It was a nice way to escape the craziness of the South Bronx, […]
I hate business cards. I conveniently forget to pack them in my luggage or everyday purse. When people hand their cards to me, I look at them once and throw them into what is labeled my handbag abyss. Every six months or so I clear out that space […]
It was just voting time in New York and I am feeling a tad bit nostalgic. My mother’s birthday, which falls during this week, oftentimes coincided with election day. She took such great pride in voting and passed that sense of civic duty onto me. It was an […]
I am just going to say it outright. I am so tired of trite social media status updates that sound like one long reason for individuals to be self-centered and not take responsibility for their actions. How many times during one day, must people post status updates that […]
Life is tough when your most redeeming quality is that you “suck”. I’m not passing judgment, just thinking of the unfortunate little annelids that we collectively refer to as leeches. Leeches were the go-to treatment for medieval physicians (although after hundreds of years of use, Dark Age medical […]
But what many psychologists have done, probably because they did well on a test themselves and everyone wants high self-esteem, is to create this little box and then do their research inside it. –Robert Sternberg As a professional psychologist I occasionally engage in some psychologically oriented activities such […]
The experience of grasping onto a photo, holding it, and tracing its outlines with ones fingertips seems to be a foreign one to many individuals nowadays. Sadly, to a large cohort, it is an experience that is far and few between. A virtual photo can be anywhere and […]
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