Dear Readers, I have a confession. I’ve been converting joy into fear. My desire to help into a fear of hurting others. I haven’t been digesting life or metabolizing my nutrient-rich loving supports in spirit or in body despite this blog’s mission. Mostly I’m guilty of being unaware of my own indigestion. The literal and… Read More Metabolizing Sweet Joy
“OOO holds no grudge against the socio-political interpretation or effectiveness of art, but simply insists that not all of the elements of the context of an artwork are relevant to that work, and that an artwork either admits or forbids its surroundings to enter through a fairly rigorous process of selection.” Harman, Graham. Object-Oriented Ontology… Read More Empowered Filter
As long as I can look back and say “There’s no way I could have been grouchier,” it was good day. Oscar the Grouch, The Pursuit of Grouchiness I aspire to Oscar’s about the author page… “Oscar the the Grouch doesn’t need to explain himself to you. He lives in a trash can on Sesame… Read More Cookie Monster and Oscar’s Guide to Life
Dear Readers, A confession. No. A lamentation. Recently my beloved Community Yoga, (West Lafayette, Indiana) was sued for copyright infringement based on a re-posted Hungryphil blog post. I am mortified and confused. In all my work, I aim to always attribute images and honor the work of writers, artists, and designers. I quickly learned that… Read More Lurking Dangers of Online Images
I thought back to med school, when a patient had told me that she always wore her most expensive socks to the doctor’s office, so that when she was in a patient’s gown and shoeless, the doctor would see the socks and know she was a person of substance, to be treated with respect. Kalanithi,… Read More Socks and Defiant Fragility
According to the Happy Planet Index, Bangladesh ranks 8th among 140 countries. Just for comparison, the USA, where I live, ranks 108. How is this possible that a place plagued by a high density of population, poverty, halting traffic, uncertainty and low life expectancy be so….happy? There seems to be no reason to be happy… Read More Happiness as Defiance in Bangladesh
The practices of yoga and social work both encourage maintaining an attitude of non-judgemental judgment. This requirement feels like Kant’s demand for an “disinterested interest” in the judgments of beauty. Suffering, care, and beauty all depend on our ability to notice what is happening without forcing theoretical preconceptions. Practicing this attitude of noticing without prejudice… Read More Non-Judgemental Judgement?
I found a bench for myself and began gnawing greedily at my snack. It did me a lot of good; it had been a long time since I’d had such an ample meal, and I gradually felt that same sense of satiated repose you experience after a good cry. My courage rose markedly; I was… Read More Hunger, courage and a snack in Oslo
Last weekend our yoga book club met to talk, practice, eat, watch a documentary and talk some more. The three hours flew by. Jacqueline lead us through a beautiful asana practice inspired by mantras from the book. We talked about the difference between ambition and greed, between pain and suffering. We talked about what we… Read More Wobblyogi Wednesday: Book Club Workshop and Eats
I am a self-proclaimed food philosopher. Maybe I’ll be able to convince a few others of my suspicion after “How to Eat Bittermelons and Brownies: Recipes from a Philosopher Mom” is complete. Until then, I am an unverified food philosopher and an imperfect but verified mom. I used to be a design historian and secretly… Read More Me, a hungry philosopher?