Category Archives: Feelings

Reality check…

Posted on June 17, 2012 by fearlessanalyst

Here’s a sad but true fact of life:  everyone farts, and no one looks good flossing.  Once you accept that reality,  the world is your oyster. You can look in the mirror, and realize you are perfectly normal.  No matter what. … Continue reading →

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When Linda’s house burned down

Posted on June 13, 2012 by fearlessanalyst

I must have been eight when Linda’s house on Second Avenue burned down.    The news of her burning house spread by word of mouth – people passing it on as they walked by – people milling about  in the street, … Continue reading →

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A habit of self-defeat….

Posted on June 13, 2012 by fearlessanalyst

I was thinking about my life-long love of ‘discussion’, when it struck me that focusing on a subject in solitude was more productive and rewarding, because there is more time and space to dwell on each thought that arises, with … Continue reading →

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Longing, before…

Posted on June 3, 2012 by fearlessanalyst

When I was young, longing was a weakness – a character flaw.  One would sooner express anything embarrassing, than admit to any kind of longing. Instead we admitted nothing,  closed our eyes in the dark, and listened to the poetry … Continue reading →

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Sensing…

Posted on June 2, 2012 by fearlessanalyst

Starting with silence. Let us not fill up the air between us With nouns and verbs and adjectival phrases Trying to build a bridge, Trying to touch. Let us simply sense, What there is to sense. Even A potential sigh. … Continue reading →

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