I just drove back from a three-day Vipassana (insight) meditation course. And boy are my arms tired! Oh no, wrong punchline. Hmm. And boy are my observational faculties tired! Doesn't work quite as well. And boy am I sick of spinning my wheels! Ha. It was a short course. My first, at age 20, was […]
If you know me, you know jealousy has always been my biggest “sin.” Oh, God, it’s a really juicy hook for me. I’m a 4 on the enneagram–and jealousy a big feature of 4’s. (That and being incredibly charming and lovable.) But I read this article and realized it’s really killing me in a way. She says it paralyzes productivity and kills creativity. It’s true. What do we do about it?
Yes, I’ve spent a over decade performing comedy, but it was largely unpaid and for give minutes at a time. It was easy to sleep in until 10am every day. Working day jobs that I didn’t really feel passionate about. Since I was little, I had always felt like there was something different, something wrong with me, some way I didn’t fit in….
Once upon a time, Charlie Chaplin said, “Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.” Last week, The New York Times agreed. The reported on a recent study which found that,”laughing increased pain resistance.” In this story, the science of modern times sides with the clown. The Oxford study also suggests that laughter has provided primates with an age-old evolutionary advantage.
Growing evidence confirms suspicions that laughter is not only fun, but good for us! WebMD reports that laughter and moderate exercise share a host of healthful effects.
There are two kinds of laughter, says a study published in the Quarter Review of Biology, so don’t be fooled by the “dark side of laughter”
Just flipping around the interweb and found this cute article about Hinjews. Hint: it's probably somewhat fabricated. Ok so it's a little sacrilegious.
I'm now at Santosh Puri Ashram in Haridwar. I took the train, and at Haridwar, and took pictures of some monkeys on the train platform. One of them beared her teeth and tried to grab the shoes hanging from my bag, but I stepped back and she stopped. I walked across the street from the […]
I’m on the last part of a six hour train ride from Old Delhi Station to Haridwar in Uttarakhand. Anjou and her son are in the berth across from me and Raj Kumar was in the berth above. I boarded at 5 am and the train left at quarter of. Booking my trip to India […]