Road Trip to Nowhere: Day 1, Nashville

August 28, 2017 at 1:37 am





First day of our indefinite road trip to nowhere. Mixed feelings. I mostly feel happy, relieved, free.

But still a little anxious. Still have a ton of “busyness” deprogramming to do. Still have a hard time relaxing. Sitting still. Being present.

The Natural Age of Weaning

August 23, 2017 at 8:25 pm





Mothers today are bombarded with all kinds of conflicting advice on how long they should breastfeed. Some are told it’s “gross” or “weird” to nurse beyond six or 12 months. Some consider nursing a 2 or 3-year-old to be “extended” breastfeeding.

Waking Up From The American Nightmare

August 19, 2017 at 4:36 pm

Rewriting the American Dream




The American Dream is not a dream, it’s a nightmare, and it’s time to wake up.

The American Dream according to Wikipedia is “the opportunity for prosperity, success and upward social mobility … achieved by hard work in a society with few barriers…”

“‘Work hard, save a little, send the kids to college so they can do better than you did, and retire happily to a warmer climate’ is the script we have all been handed,” writes Lawrence Samuel in his book The American Dream.

The trouble is we rarely question what “better” means. Better than who? Europeans? Because we have bigger cars, bigger houses, faster food and work longer hours? Better than the few remaining gatherer-hunter tribes on the planet, who, until recent contact with civilization, lived in real-life Paradise?

Medieval Jewish Philosopher Reveals True Purpose of Circumcision

August 17, 2017 at 10:18 pm

To destroy sexual love




In his book A Guide for the Perplexed, famous Jewish rabbi, physician and philosopher Moses Maimonides, revealed what he and his 10th century peers believed to be the true purpose of circumcision – to destroy sexual love or “lust,” as he calls it.

Waking Up in the Dream

August 16, 2017 at 12:32 pm




It’s the same part of the dream I always wake up in. I just got out of class. I walk down the hall and three flights of stairs with the herd, anxiously pushing through the slow ones, until at last I fling open the double doors and skip down a few more steps to freedom.

The sun warms my air-conditioned skin, my lungs fill with fresh air, the palm trees sway in the breeze, and the birds are singing in my university’s beautifully landscaped gardens.