Radical Empiricist

I avoid meditation. It's hard to explain this. Every time I've meditated, I've felt it to be a positive experience. I was never traumatized by meditation. No one has persuaded me that I might be harmed by it. But somehow, I find it almost

Eris is a fighter. Today in the dog run she took on three much larger dogs. For some reason, they all decided to gang up on her. She was tackled, grabbed by the neck, snapped at, muddied. She was fearless, fierce. Then we left the dog run. Directly across the

I have three dogs. We go for walks, usually in Riverside Park on the west side of the island of Manhattan. They have distinct personalities. Shakespeare is a black and white papillon. He always keeps me in view from behind, usually staying within a couple of meters, but occasionally allowing

Reality cannot be avoided, which makes it interesting and terrifying. We like to pretend we are in control of our lives. Being out of control causes anxiety. One tactic to avoid this anxiety is to pay attention only to those aspects of reality that we do control and to block

I have a phobia about writing. I am attempting to overcome this phobia by writing something on this blog every day, unfettered by any consideration of its readiness for public consumption. When I was young, writing was fun. Something changed in college. Although I was fairly good at writing papers,