I love to travel, try new foods, ingest caffeine, and watch political news coverage. A psychologist by training trying to bring a little common sense to it all.
The lightness of being There are days, many more so nowadays it seems, where the air is heavy with all your burdens. It is as if you are walking through a life maze mired in the fog of being. It happens to everyone at one point or another. […]
Weathered but not Broken As I have been traipsing about on hikes and random excursions, I have come across much beauty. Once such item of note is the weathered nature item of old bark that looks like it has been through some tough times. In this weathered look, […]
Rise above the purr to bask in the delight to dream to purr to live if only the ghosts would be forthright and haunt another scream let one be in the blur for that is to live tinker tinker tinker with the light the ghosts always cast an […]
Occasionally I dream of Gumbo, Catfish and Asopao Despite my severe shellfish allergy, I always look froward to being in New Orleans. I love all there is about New Orleans. The video, the music, the food, the people. I just have to always be sober enough to order […]
Permit me a rant aimed at mean-spirited researchers: As I walk the line As you know I am a research psychologist by training. However, I am not one in the everyday world of craziness. I have had the chance lately to work with a crazy group of psychologists […]
Bamboos, cherry blossoms and a baby boy: Throwback freshness While I live in my time-zone limbo, I have been waxing nostalgic for some of my travel times of yore. This will be the first spring recess (break), in a long time, that I do not travel abroad with […]
The still air is no match for a six year old boy Luka, unlike his parents, seeks wild adventures and people connections. There is no kid, adult, or forest he fears approaching. As far as psychological temperament goes, he is most assuredly securely-attached. Breastfed until 16 months despite […]
It is 7am: I am an odd duck in San Francisco Over ten years ago I lived in California. Northern California, mind you. As you may very well know, northern versus Southern California are completely different. The vibe, the dress, the people are all different. I […]
What is it all about? Frankly, Mr. Shankly I do not know. Why did the Smiths have to implode by the way? Ah, yes, because Morrison is an ego-maniac. But gifted singer and songwriter. You may not who I am talking about but in my life’s book, The […]
For they are all petty little clowns ‘ When I stop for a second I can hear the silence It’s not as comforting as others claim I watch the dark movie of life in suspense My heart drums my ears in disdain Silence, it pierces the unsettled mind […]
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