• Dismantling Mixed Relationship Messages

    Date: 2014.12.18 | Category: Sweet Talk | Response: 0

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    Marc was beautiful. He had a lean swimmer’s physique and a tiny gap between his front teeth that made me smile anytime he did. He had kissable freckles and ice blue eyes that warmed me. He was funny and smart and easy to be with. We were barely twenty-one, kids living off campus and away from home for the first time. I liked him. In hindsight, I think I could have loved him.
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  • Holy Potato: A Simple Gratitude

    Date: 2014.11.27 | Category: Sweet Talk | Response: 0

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    A few months ago I took my friend Deb to pick apples. It was her first trip to Colorado, and I wanted to make sure I left her with memories she wouldn’t soon forget. I had no idea how much the experience would impact me, too.

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  • Your Self-Confidence is Sexy

    Date: 2014.11.23 | Category: Sweet Talk | Response: 0

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    Before last week, I hadn’t seen my friend Liz in at least five months. It was summertime, and after weeks of persistent emails and calling, I’d finally convinced her to meet me for tea. I missed seeing my friend and wanted more time with her, but I knew I was lucky to see her at all back then. In the aftermath of a nasty divorce, she’d tightened her circle of friends and all but shut down her social calendar. The heaviness in her voice and her listless demeanor were explanation enough.
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  • Belonging: My Kind of People

    Date: 2014.11.13 | Category: Sweet Talk | Response: 0

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    peas in a pod

    A few weeks ago, I attended a qigong (CHEE-gong) training intensive in Utah. It’s an ancient Eastern practice of harmonizing the body’s energy for overall health and wellness. Dozens of us came from across the country to train for three days in a crowded room with Teacher Li. As he called the movements, we went quietly to work, undulating in silent waves through the room. We’d internalized the rhythm; we knew the meaning behind the flow; we were one. But whenever I paid too much attention to my form, and to ‘getting it right,’ I fell out of synch with the group and either went left when they went right, or I knocked into the person next to me with a wayward limb. Despite my attempts to ‘flow like water’ and ‘be light like smoke’ I had moments of going rigid, and it frustrated me.
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  • What’s your super power?

    Date: 2014.10.30 | Category: Sweet Talk | Response: 0

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    I have a thing about superheroes. It’s the masks I don’t get. Whenever there’s a crisis, the hero, generally masquerading as a less-than-ordinary working stiff, slips off to the broom closet to magically reappear in a cape and a mask with the strength to save the day, and in some episodes, the world. Who was that masked person, we ask? All the while, they have the same build, the same voice, eyes and features of the people we work alongside and take for granted five days a week. Diana Prince flying invisible jets and pulling Steve Trevor back from the brink of death all the time? Impossible. Clark Kent—that bungling journalist who couldn’t never get a word in edgewise with the boss—you mean to tell me he raced backwards around the globe to set the world back on its axis last week? That’s cray.
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