- Santa Barbara, CA, USA
- January 14
- I am a writer, reader, mother, yoga teacher, and dancer/choreographer. I am not in any way related to the NPR commentator who shares my name. I am a study in opposites and paradoxes, just like you. The photo that appears here was taken by Kathee Miller. And that is all.
MY RECENT POSTS
- An Open Letter to Disaffected
December 05, 2014 03:56PM
- You'll Never Need To Argue
Ever Again If You Read This
September 01, 2014 07:54PM
- Fashion Magazines, House Porn
and Comparison Fatigue
June 19, 2014 02:42PM
- Gun Control Is Not The Answer
June 19, 2014 02:40PM
- Teaching Moment Fatigue
June 19, 2014 02:38PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Greenheron, thanks for
your thoughtful input. Sounds
had quite a
September 02, 2014 02:46PM
- “wow. thank you DH”
March 22, 2012 02:42PM
- “oh, and also, Robert,
I'd love for you to mark my
Open Salon as a
August 23, 2010 11:26AM
- “Robert, thanks for this.
As a woman who spent about
years nursing her
August 23, 2010 11:24AM
- “I think the gist is that
since there are no guarantees,
need to be
June 04, 2010 03:17PM
Melissa Lynn Block's Links
“Whatever.” “I don’t care.”
A couple of your peers said these words in my presence the other day. I'd heard them many times before from folks in your demographic, but this time, I got pissed.
My mind lurched into a diatribe about the importance of caring. About… Read full post »
On a recent episode of "This American Life" was a story about a new way to help people with Alzheimer's and their caregivers: http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/532/magic-words
Used to be that caregivers were advised to try to help the patient stay with themselves, to s… Read full post »
I stopped reading home magazines and fashion magazines a while back. I'm pissed at how those magazines twisted my mind around about ideals of beauty, attainment and success. By beginning to pore over Vogue and Mademoiselle and Glamour in my early teens, I truly believe I poisoned myself, and I'm stil… Read full post »
Here's the question that comes up for me, though… Read full post »
Ever so… Read full post »
Before meeting whatever untimely end he’d meet in my revenge fantasy &nda… Read full post »
As the 50-something yoga teacher prattles on, introducing argument after argument about releasing attachment and judgment, I get it. Yes. Wrinkles, sagging this and that, stories about how my life should be, I am releasing my need to control all of it, and embracing my I-am-that-ness, om shanti, etc.… Read full post »
A beloved person in my life has taken psychiatric medications for most of the time I’ve known him. Because the human brain shifts and changes, medications stop working and need adjustment. To keep getting prescriptions for these medicines, ongoing visits to a psychiatrist are necessary.
My fri… Read full post »
Author's note: In light of all that is going down in Syria right now--massacres of thousands of innocents, dying in droves from poison gas--I wish I knew enough to write about THAT instead of contributing anything to the Miley-slut-shaming-racism-rape-culture conversation. But I don't have anything h… Read full post »
Like: preposition: having the same characteristics or qualities as; similar to. Conjunction: in the same way that. Noun: used with reference to a person or thing of the same kind as another, or the things one likes or prefers. Adjective: having similar qualities or characteristics to another person o… Read full post »
A couple of young fish swim along in the vast sea one fine day. An old fish swims the other way and greets the young fish. "How's the water?" he asks them. The two young fish look at each other, confused. "What's water?" they ask.
After a week of being exhorted… Read full post »
Do you spend a lot of
time thinking bad thoughts and feeling miserable?
Are you waiting for
your life to get better?
Depressed? Anxious? Afraid? Stuck in bad thoughts? Escaping through TV and the Internet because that's the only thing that distracts you from these thoughts? Spending big bucks on ther… Read full post »
All day that day, on 9/12, Alice waits for the sound of explosions, for the invasion, a hundred soldiers of God landing at the beach a mile from the secondhand children’s store and storming the bike path full of families of tourists on pedal cars who always look like they aren’t… Read full post »
You're in that yoga class. The one you get to when you can get to it.
Slow flow through sitting and standing poses, holding them until they hurt. You fill the places that grip, that grab, that hurt with breath. You send the laser point of the mind away from thoughts… Read full post »
On January 8th, 2011, Arizona Rep. Gabrielle Giffords set up a meet-and-greet at a Safeway store in Tucson, Arizona, with the intention of meeting and greeting her constituents. One of them, an unhinged college dropout and Army reject named Jared Loughner, shot her and 18 others, six of whom have/… Read full post »
I’m sixteen years old. I’m alone in my dim bedroom. On one wall is a mirror. From where I sit, I can see a reflection of my upper torso and my face. Intensely I gaze across the room at myself, turning my face and shoulders this way and that. There, I… Read full post »
When I’ve said the occasional “That seems surprisingly relevant,” while reading a newspaper horoscope, I’ve chalked it up to the same phenomena to which I attribute surprisingly relevant fortune cookies: 1.)coincidence, or 2.) vagueness adequate to make it applicable to/… Read full post »
Historically, monogamy didn't begin as a way to ensure that two people could relax into deepest intimacy. It began as a way for men to assert their ownership over a woman's body...Our thinking that monogamy is inherently a nobler arrangement than any other has created a nation… Read full post »
Carsick, find the entrance from Rt. 1. You’ve been winding around the curves and telling yourself it’s gorgeous, it’s gorgeous, but you feel like hurling, and you’re overwhelmed with gratitude to see the rectangular wooden sign: ESALEN INSTITUTE.
Wind down through the everg… Read full post »
She moves through her days. Cooking meals, watching her children eat them, buying more stuff from the store, sitting at a desk doing the work that earns her money. Her actions are dictated by the arising of urges and obligations. She is a responder. There is always something that requires a… Read full post »
In my teens I began to fall regularly into bouts of deep melancholy where I would cry incessantly and write maudlin, self-hating things in my journals. I would sometimes cut myself or smash my own head against the wall. My concerned parents brought me to a psychologist, who, after the usual… Read full post »
Both my parents are Jewish, as were all four of my grandparents; the lineage stretches into Jewishness as far back as anyone has traced it. I was raised in a household where Yiddish words were regular parts of our vocabulary; where menorahs were lit; where books addressing the Holocaust were a… Read full post »
At Yogurtland today:
A longish line. Mostly it's composed of teen and 20-something girls, with a few families thrown in. The families generally include two parents, male and female, plus one or more very excited children under the age of five. (Yogurtland is, after all, the premier destination for… Read full post »
Because I wear a lot of tye-dye and no makeup; because I'm into healthy food; because I practice yoga; and because I like to rhapsodize about things like permaculture, slow food, cheesemaking, and baby goats, people think I know how to grow things.
I'm a… Read full post »
At a friend’s birthday party, two women in their sixties talked about their experiences with the health care system. One had had cancer. The other was considering surgery to try to reduce her disability from back pain.
As someone who writes a lot about the hazards of modern mainstream me… Read full post »