Monthly Archives: February 2010

Do you ever feel trapped inside the story of your own making? You know, those stories you tell yourself about what happened, why things happened, what you coulda-shoulda-woulda, what she/he said, why you are the way you are, how you … Continue reading →

An interview with Ali (a.k.a. Her Royal Cuteness), the mistress of this anthology of vignettes on the course of love1. Why kissing? Is kissing important to you?Kissing is loaded with plump red voluptuous connotations: first kiss, last kiss, sealed with … Continue reading →

A while back, while I was making out with a boy, it was so hard for me to stay present and enjoy it all simply because my mind was spinning with all of the paranoias from the last relationship I … Continue reading →

If you could ask me one thing right now, what would you ask? (Send your question. I’ll answer over the weekend.)

You know those decisions that seem to pit head vs. heart? Those ones that start making pro and con lists that go on forever, and so on, ad infinitum? The ones that fixate and mull over the same crux over … Continue reading →

I can’t remember one tango class in which a pertinent and hella timely life lesson didn’t arise in the line of dance practice. Tonight, as I stood facing my partner, sidled up in the close embrace, and eventually moving through … Continue reading →

I just ventured over to Jake’s place and read this lovely note from his lovely heart about his main squeeze and his musings on A Life Full of Love: “But when someone comes along who understands you, who sees you … Continue reading →

“What is the code to the lockbox on your heart?” she asked. “I’ve lost my key, but I think it’s in your pocket.”