How often do we feel in ourselves or notice in others the pangs of isolation and loneliness? We feel misunderstood, judged, rejected and diminished by others, and so we begin to self-isolate. In reading Irvin Yalom’s Existential Psychotherapy I came across a shift in perspective. What if I am responsible for my loneliness? What if,… Read More Whose fault is loneliness?
“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
My dear fellow readers, writers, yogis, therapists, eaters and travelers, I want to share this first with you. I’m nervous and you have already patiently and generously read about my loves and losses. Thank you for being my sounding board and inspiration. Suspecting that I’m not alone in my travel anxieties and discomforts, I wrote… Read More (Travel)-Guide Post
Eggplant by Richard Jones I’ve never liked the taste, which, I think, is a shame, because some days when my wife goes to work and I walk to the grocery store, I stand in the produce aisle, admiring those gorgeous purple fruits–– wine colored, sensuously curved–– and can’t help but reach out and pick one… Read More Food Poem- Eggplant by Richard Jones
The symptoms of cherophobia or fear of happiness can often be confused with depression. While depression is a persistent feeling of anhedonia (inability to feel pleasure), cherophobia is an active avoidance of things that might bring joy. Cherophobia can be culturally prescribed. For example, I remember growing up with the Bengali (or was it a… Read More Cherophobia – Am I afraid of happiness?
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
Like you, Hungyphil has many dimensions and manifestations: Wobblyogi and now Angstytherapist. This blog started as a way to retain and share food experiences, it grew to add yoga and mindfulness, and now counseling and therapy. Like the Very Hungry Caterpillar, Hungry Philosopher is munching away at life one leaf at a time. Not sure… Read More Cooking is my coping skill
The following is dedicated to all my artists, poet, philosopher, weirdo friends who like me often feel like they don’t belong. Here’s to you! I particularly like number 5 🙂 1. Give up your vows of silence which only serve to protect the old and the stale. 2. Unwind your vigilance, soften your belly, open… Read More Sing The Black Sheep Gospel
A long time ago there was a yogini, Giri Bala who lived without food – Yogananda tells us in the in the Autobiography of a Yogi. At age 12 responding to her mothers-in-law taunts that she eats too much, Giri Bala with the help of her Guru stopped eating in order to prove that humans… Read More How to Eat Like a Yogi
I am an extra. I am a non-speaking character in a coffee shop background sipping coffee and staring at my laptop. There are raindrops on the windows, a blade of grass moving in the wind outside, cars moving past on the road, murmuring conversations, a large orange sculpture, a concrete floor, a sneeze, a ding,… Read More Being Extra: the sauce of life