Tuesday, June 8, 2010


And no, I don't mean masturbation! In a Yahoo group that I belong to, MenEmpowered, someone asked us to define "self-love". Attached to the post were selected definitions of self-love. The definitions mostly centered around selfishness and narcissism. I initially understood the question, "what is self-love" to be about how do you love yourself. We talk so much in our society about loving oneself

Sunday, May 23, 2010

The White Individual and the Black Collective

Considering the fact that race represents such an enormous sub-stratum of American society, it is intriguing to me that it is discussed so infrequently. And when it is discussed, it runs along a distorted axis from painfully insincere to outright indignation. I suppose this is due to the heavily emotional nature of race and the fact that so much guilt and shame, anger and frustration are

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Liar's Poker

Let me say that I have always been of the opinion that one can make "mad" money only by the most unscrupulous and amoral means in the financial sector. I just finished reading Michael Lewis' best seller, Liar's Poker and Mr. Lewis, himself a past player in the game, confirmed my belief. I wake up to the radio in the morning and by some odd means my station is now on NPR, so I wake up to all

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

5th Time Going Into Labor!

Last night I got caught in a drug deal gone bad! I have no idea what I was thinking about when I entered a known drug area, dark and desolate. I was with someone. The deal went down but something happened that turned the dealers against us and we ended up dodging machine gun fire and running for our lives. We made it out of danger and then the second part of the dream started.We came upon a field

Friday, April 9, 2010

The Land of the Lost

The Lord of the Rings trilogy is not one of my favorites. However, I find that I am always watching it, particularly the first and second installments, the Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers. The Two Towers particularly entrances me because of the character, Smeagol.Smeagol is a creepy, crawly little thing, all skin and bones with a big head, who had retreated to a cave and there, was

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Don't Just Talk, Listen!

I suspect we have all been exposed to those people who have the "gift of gab", those folks who talk constantly, some without barely taking a breath. They can ramble on without end, hopping from one subject to another, holding you prisoner. I am not one to be rude and find myself constantly coming up with covert and surreptitious ways to excuse myself. At other times I simply listen; I stand or

Monday, April 5, 2010

Yet, Again...

Last night, there were extra-ordinary shock waves that caused severe devastation to the world! The waves were akin to powerful electro-magnetic pulses. There were a few of the pulses, two or three, as I recall. There were a group standing in a room and they being taught how to channel the pulses and pass them through their bodies. When the pulse struck, the energy was passed from the top of the

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Take A Peep!

I moved to a new loft back in January. The move really, truly kicked my ass. Even after the dreadful and arduous work that I did to move in, I was faced with unpacking and setting up and the maliciously, unrelenting task of trying to find places to put all my stuff. There is hardly any storage in the space at all. But I am diligently exploring all kinds of options (underneath the bed,

Tuesday, March 30, 2010


Last night, I was walking along on a beautiful day, minding my own business, when I began to hear the most beautiful music. It reminded me of the Westminster Choir or the Choir of Kings College, two of my favorite English choirs. The voices were so heavenly, so light and ethereal. It was a capella sacred music (which I love). I began to follow the music and came upon a church, where of all things

Friday, March 26, 2010


The past two months or so I had felt like I was actually progressing, moving forward with my life. This, despite some stressful situations in my personal and professional life. I had started praying again and felt something that I had not felt before when I prayed, as if a door had opened which was not there before. I felt I had arrived at a place emotionally that I had not been before. Even my