All posts filed under: self help

Scene 1 — Sissy

There should be some 1 – 2 – 3 instructions for what to do when someone is a jerk. Or when things don’t go your way. Or when you say — with complete conviction — that you are going to do one thing and then, […]

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You got played

Are Danes just heartless? You might come to this conclusion based on the fact that only 4.25% of them were willing to donate their organs back in 2004, while more than 98% of the people in Austria, Belgium, France, Hungary, Poland and Portugal were. And […]

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Setting the stage, part 2

Gabe, my Native American massage therapist, worked on my hip for 8 months. This required exposing my middle-aged right butt cheek for lengthy periods of time to a young guy who could easily land a role in Hollywood. He is that handsome. I hadn’t quite been […]

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Write and release

Storyteller, cowboy boot-wearing Texan and research professor on human experience, the also very funny Dr. Brene Brown blows the cover on shame by calling it out: “If you put shame in a Petri dish, it needs three things to grow exponentially: secrecy, silence and judgment. […]

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Setting the stage, part 1

Philip Henderson, you don’t know it but you walked across my stage and initiated the climactic turning point the plot of my play hinged upon, the one I’d been reaching and reaching for these past 12 years. Alas, this starring role came at a price, […]

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Get to the point

I was trying to inflate myself, make myself important in some way I hadn’t earned by tagging onto something noble I was told my parents had done. Though self-elevation wasn’t new to me, I was especially driven to it in the writing class I was […]

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Welcome to my mountain

I was in a situation I couldn’t see my way out of short of calling in the ski patrol, however you do that. The problem: the bottom of the mountain was very different from the top. What had been manageable down below on my amateur […]

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Inspirito

“I got the breath of life put in me.” He said it slow, unable to get over the wonder of it. “There was an accident. I’ve been to the county home.” Christine and her friend Kathy had been walking across an old bridge on a […]

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Flag girl, part III

So what was this flag girl part of me ready to say I am not having it? The part that, as time went on, was so in-tune with how-to details. “Hmmm, Mary Kerr keeps a garden hose at the ready in the trunk of her car,” […]

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