My name is Amanda and I am an addict. Well, okay. With all due respect, I’m not sure if that’s really how it goes down. But I realize that I perhaps have an addictive personality. And by addictive maybe I mean neurotic. But in any case, I realized I am addicted to resentment. I am [...]
On Monday, I went to a meditation class. After an extensive meditation, during which the teacher, Gabrielle Bernstein, went around the room offer guidance to each of us based on the energy she was picking up, she told me that I had to visualize my negative thoughts and energy lifting up and escaping from my [...]
I remember telling S on our second date, walking down Broadway all the way from Roseland Ballroom where we saw Kings of Leon, that I had been picturing myself shedding shards of glass, as if they were the negative thoughts and energy that I was carrying around. I don’t know what we were talking about, [...]
Okay, so I have become a student in A Course in Miracles. I never would have thought it. But there I was, listening to Gabrielle Bernstein’s podcast lectures and then, not weeks later, in an East Village monastery (yes, a monastery, with real live monks, right there on First Avenue) listening to a group of [...]
I used to love flying on airplanes. I used to look forward to it as part of the vacation. Our time in the hotel with the river pool and the extremely potent air conditioning, or the lobby through which flew wild parrots and the hotel room in which my brother got left behind when we [...]
I passed my ACE Group Fitness Instructor Certification test this morning. I went outside into the warm early afternoon sun and sat in one of the chairs they now have set up in Herald Square.