One Autumn many Autumns ago, I had the Autumn of a lifetime. It was one of the happiest and most tumultuous times of my life. Something came out of me at that time, and maybe the reason I’m missing Chicago so much right now is because I feel attuned to the same energy again now. […]Read more "The Autumn that Healed Me"
One thing that should be known about a Lynda is that she cannot resist sweets. If sweets are freely available on the table “to share” then she will eat them. All of them. Though she is slim, she can eat you way under the table. And when it comes to cookies and chocolate especially: Self-control? […]Read more "The Self-Confessed Cookie Monster Just Needs a Little Bit of Compassion"
It was my sixteenth birthday and I remember feeling a taste for adventure. I was quite lonely, but I had discovered an early 2000’s online dating 4chan-esque community that revolved around rating people’s pictures based on their attractiveness. And for the first time in my life, I was one of the “hot girls” because I […]Read more "My Rapist Wants My Forgiveness"
I have never written or spoken about my childhood confrontation with dying very openly before. Content trigger warning: phenomenological account of childhood eating disorder. Now that I am well into adulthood and it has been so many years, I feel less and less of a need to invest in concerns about plausible negative perceptions from […]Read more "Ana Wrecks Your Life"
It’s a Saturday morning in early October. Sunny, bright, mildly cool Autumn days like this are especially rare in Copenhagen. The day before, Lynda’s laptop just completely stopped working. It would not turn on or off. Of course, she had a tight programming deadline. And then when it finally turned on, Microsoft Search stopped working, […]Read more "Menial Expectations: A Comedy about Roommates"
The feeling starts when I lay on my back. I love lying on my back and looking up. Instantly, this centers me. It makes me feel calm, and wise. It has always been this way. It grounds me. Lately, something peculiar has started to happen, and I do not know why. I often have this […]Read more "Embodying Relaxation: The Feeling of Falling and Growing Roots"
Emily Dickinson was perplexed by this notion that access to truth has two dimensions, which she referred to as circumscription and circuitry. Circumscription refers to the outer reaches of what we as humans can possibly understand about the cosmos, the universe, and ultimate truth. The circuit refers to our individual existence, and the scope of […]Read more "Compassion as a practice of shifting focus from the self on to another"