Since the election, I’ve been having a hard time. (You might be having a hard time too.) Please see me. I am disappointed, exhausted, and scared. Please don’t try to cheer or assure me. If you are not comfortable with my pain and my fear, please politely take your leave. I’m […]
We don’t know how things are going to go. And it’s terrifying. Funny thing to keep in mind: the terrifying things of the past never feel as scary as the terror we face now in the present. Let me explain. — With any terrible thing that happened in the past, when it was happening, we
Please set an alarm for 8:30pm. When it goes off, answer the following: Was it a good enough day? (y/n) The answer might be no. The answer might be yes. But what’s important is that there is only one person qualified to answer it—you. You are the only person who can determine if today has
Despite the possibility of even our own selves not believing it, we are enough. We are enough. Despite the possibility of even you not believing it, you are enough. You are enough, just as you are. Despite the possibility of even me not believing it, I am enough. I am enough. I’m not saying that
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This is to read as a follow-up to last week’s article about October 7th.It is a section from Rabbi Brian’s Highly Unorthodox Gospel, “2:3 Religion Stuff Is Triggery.” Inherited Trauma is Real New York City 1979 I’m nine years old, and I’m fidgeting with a bendable, Micronauts bug-robot-man hybrid with translucent
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October 7. Hopeful Nonetheless When I was a child, the important January dates were January 1 (New Year’s Day) and January 8 (my birthday). January 2 through 7 were filler. The January 6, 2020 attack on the capitol changed that date forever. Similarly, September 11 used to be just another day.
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I’ve heard authors (and other artists) say: “The work came through me.” I understand that feeling. When I was writing the book, I felt muses working through, along-side-and-with me to help me create a fun-to-read philosophy of religion (self-help) book—Rabbi Brian’s Highly Unorthodox Gospel. It’s beautiful. — I keep tripping
It’s the first Monday of the month. Amazing. First Monday newsletters tend to be a bit more chatty, a bit more rambling. This one is a string of thoughts on growth, stress, and mindfulness — I don’t think I’ve mentioned it—I joined a gym. I’ve been going for about three weeks now. It’s
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30 That bad Friday afternoon. I’m working on the ePub (digital version) of my book. It’s not coming out as I envisioned, and my frustration is mounting. The section headers are appearing on the title page of each section, and I can’t stand how it looks. The only solution—uploading and
My friend Tal introduced me to the poem “Butter Knife” by poet Hollie McNish. Here’s an excerpt: my heart has pumped for 40 years without me even asking and you tell me to keep my elbows off the table to use a different knife for butter caterpillars don’t grow wings they