How we recover speaks louder than the failure itself.
While 0.0001% of the human population may intuitively excel at loving, the rest of us appear preconditioned to fumble and stumble through error-prone love lives. Whether we approach the act of loving with hesitancy or enthusiasm, whether we have loved a few people or many, no matter what age group we belong to, the odds that we will fail are very, very high.
We will choose the wrong person(s), or the right person(s) at the wrong stage in their life/our lives. We will speak the wrong “love language,” or we will…
Jerry, there's a literary magazine you - and any other service personnel who are avid readers and writers – should know about (I published a nonfiction piece there years ago, and met the editor - she is hella cool):
"Collateral is an online literary journal run by people who are directly and indirectly impacted by violent conflict and military service. We showcase high-quality poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art that explores those spaces beyond the combat zone, where the “collateral” effects reverberate. Have a look around and consider submitting your work."
We’re not alone in all this
Have I the courage to change? Have I the courage to change today?
What will it take? is the question I wake up to, every single day.
Things that didn’t use to be a big deal have transmogrified into serious challenges: getting out of bed at a decent hour, wearing something other than a rotating set of the same items, restocking the refrigerator, scheduling a teeth cleaning, …you know.
Even when I make it out of the house, every time I turn off the engine and collect my car keys, before I open the…
And those are the nice ones.
How, in the middle of a pandemic, can singles safely meet other singles?
We’ve heard it before: that online dating apps allow — even enable––false personas. Photos can be outdated or outright fake, the personal details fudged, the profiles aspirational instead of reality-based.
Yet we humans are hopelessly optimistic. (Or simply very, very lonely?) So we pay the $19.99 or the $23.99 membership fee [or whatever it costs] to run yet another risky experiment with our hearts and minds. …
We all have the power: including those sheltering-in-place alone.
“Generosity is a sign of intelligence, and givers are the rising tide that lifts all boats.” — Adam Bent
These months are hard — and by many accounts, they’re getting harder. The initial energy bursts we experienced weeks ago are gradually depleted as the shelter-in-place continues, the economic fall-out widens, and the physical and psychological tolls deepen.
The New York Times carried an article in their Smarter Living section on how givers are smarter than takers, because givers don’t allow themselves to become stuck in negative zero-sum thinking.
Zero-sum thinking is…
Disadvantaged communities are impacted first and worst
Before the virus entered our lives, the climate crisis already threatened millions of lives.
Now, because of the virus, it threatens millions more.
Climate changes impacts are felt by anyone inhaling the smoke of uncontrolled, atypical wildfires in the Arctic, Australia, Russia, Spain, or the Western United States; by anyone hungering for crab over the Winter holidays (the Dungeness crabbing seasons were postponed due to heightened levels of domoic acid, a marine toxin linked to algal blooms produced by warming oceans); and by anyone with increasingly expensive air-conditioning bills as…
How I went from zero to twenty through sheer determination
When I first began searching for places to place my creative non-fiction essays I was a few degrees from clueless. As part of a group of emergent writers — all professionals, poets and teachers, readers and writers — none of us were MFA-trained, so we didn’t have the academic expertise or networks gained through those programs.
We aspired to seeing our work in print, but other than basic familiarity with some of the “biggies” (Granta, The Sun, Tin House, Paris Review) we didn’t know where to start. Our local library…
Stories from the battle lines
Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. We saw a need that needed to be filled, and we stepped in to help. — Benet Wilson
Doug Lammers, café owner in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, is offering meals to needy kids. “We are just a little bitty café in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. We aren’t going to solve this whole pandemic, but we are going to do what we can. …
Question: What happens when we wait to test until disease symptoms are extreme; when we ration tests, awaiting future cases instead of proactively testing potential carriers now?
Answer: We exacerbate an already uncontrollable pandemic.
Today I presented with a subset of coronavirus symptoms: headache, fatigue, nausea, runny nose. Given that I had Influenza-A a month ago, and a persistent, dry cough that wouldn’t leave, along with the fact that my work keeps me on the road (the opposite of “sheltering-in-place”), I thought it would be prudent to get myself tested.
Every morning you open your eyes and take a deep breath, grateful to be alive.
If there’s a babe in the bed, you wake her/him/them with a kiss and a hot cup of coffee (or tea) before taking the time to prepare and share a good breakfast. Because you are one fine-looking zaddy, you groom that fine self before leaving. Another quick check to make sure you’ve cleaned up after yourself, one more deep squeeze of your babe, and you’re off.
You’re gentle and basically chill, so your commute to work is relaxed. …