Posts in self-inquiry
Why Being Yourself is so Much Harder Than Becoming Your Best Self

The answer is right there - in the grammar.

There’s a word that separates Your and Self - a word that allows you to set your goals, commit to your workout, juice your greens, save your money, hit your target, meet your soulmate, meditate to keep calm and carry on in pursuit of your best self. Whereas being yourself doesn’t require anything - not a dash, not a comma, not a space.

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I Am (still) a Swinger. Not *that* kind of swinger. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)

My swinging occurs almost everywhere else — in my food, in my mood, in my parenting, in my productivity. Some days I️ go full throttle, others I️ stay down low. Also known as black-and-white and ‘woah, you are too much!’ what I️’ve never been called is middle-of-the-road.

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Reconnecting to Your Self (Whatever That Means)

I got married 21 years ago today. That’s 21 years of struggles and stress, celebrations and surprises (some more pleasant than others). 21 years of my belly growing, my heart expanding and my tolerance increasing as I learned to make room in and around myself for the (amazing) people that I share my life with.

21 years of figuring out how to compromise, to share, to think of others without losing myself.

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The Problem with Getting What You Want (Let's Talk About Desire)

The problem with getting what you want is that there is always more want underneath. Once you satisfy your appetite for food or for things or for power or for experiences, your desire becomes unleashed. There is more to want. More to yearn for, more to long for.

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Why You Never Want to Know Exactly Who You Are (aka Un-Know Your Self)

Lest this be our first meeting, let me bring you up to speed: I spend hours thinking about my self. I mean, I spend hours thinking about others as well, but overall I am pretty self-ish (and proud of it, too - it took me a long time to get this way.

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Words of Wisdom on the Crosstown Bus

Living in New York has its pros and cons. The apartments are small, the streets are dirty, the noise is everywhere and you’re never alone. On the other hand, there’s Central Park, the museums, the energy and the incredible diversity of people who call this place home. I’m a sucker for the latter.

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The Problem with Potential (a poem with some potential)

The problem with potential is that it’s a future version of ourselves that we use to measure ourselves against and come up short. Again. Not because we can’t or are unable but because we won’t or are too lazy. Which is such a shame, because we have so much potential. (Potential and shame are often used in the same sentence.)

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Why Seth Godin would agree that I shouldn’t read his blog (right now).

If one more person forwards me Seth Godin’s blog, I’ll scream. It’s not that I don’t like it, I think it is spot on! His writing is clear, concise and mercifully bullshit-free. I’d love for my blog to be like Seth Godin’s. With Martha Beck’s wisdom. And Thích Nhat Hanh’s spirit. And Tim Urban’s humor.

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I Am a Swinger. Not *that* kind of swinger. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)

My swinging occurs almost everywhere else — in my food, in my mood, in my parenting, in my productivity. Some days I️ go full throttle, others I️ stay down low. Also known as black-and-white and ‘woah, you are too much!’ what I️’ve never been called is middle-of-the-road.

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The No-Resolution Resolution: Forget the New You! (Be the fabulous-just-as-you-are-right-now you.)

A few January's ago I resolved to start the year with no resolutions. It wasn’t easy: I love the clean slate feeling that comes with New Year’s (and Monday’s. And midnight. And mornings). There’s something about a blank page that gives me hope.

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