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While the Republican Party is willing to “wing it“ with no party platform besides “We are happy to do what Trump says”, for me the heart of the Democratic platform boils down to the three words which offer us the … Continue reading →

(Feel free to skip this introduction or to let go of it and dive into the stories whenever the spirit moves you to do so. This overview provides some context for the rest of the book, but is on some … Continue reading →

To the people who have been telling me that I’m not a nice person: Thank you for noticing – I really do appreciate it.  It’s such a drag to invest all this energy in not being a nice person and … Continue reading →

The posts are chapters from a book-in-process called Radical Integrity: Reflective Stories for Recovering Your Self.  It’s a book of stories to help you discover, integrate and express more of who you genuinely are, including parts of yourself that are … Continue reading →

So, I’m sitting in this relatively un-Cincinnati restaurant – an old Victorian house on the west side of the downtown, which serves food that would be more at home in California, like tofu. I’m there with my new boss of … Continue reading →

A friend of mine (let’s call her Sarah) came to visit me for the weekend. We had dated in Chicago a ways back, and had had a lovely connection. She had been clearly still recovering from a romantic wound, and … Continue reading →

I was driving to Chicago for my friend Eileen’s wedding, feeling quite enthused, in a very good mood – I had had a good day. I was also quite overtired. It had been a challenging week, with a lot of … Continue reading →

About six years ago, I lived in the Rogers Park neighborhood of Chicago.  This is the last north side lakefront neighborhood before you get to Evanston, the first “North Shore” suburb, home to Northwestern University and lots more pricey.  The … Continue reading →

The first time I saw Robert, he had come into the gift shop where I was working, in this nice downtown-Asheville hotel.  He’s about 35, tall, muscular and deeply tanned – with a blonde pony tail that he wears, always, … Continue reading →

It’s the Thanksgiving weekend, and I’m in Chicago at my mom’s place. This kind of visit always feels a little weird to me. There are lots of nieces and nephews, lots of people to pay attention to. But popping myself … Continue reading →