The business of healing ourselves
I don't know about you, but I'm starting to feel really done with therapy speak. We are constructing a fragile world where we are all broken, kids grow up thinking parents not letting them have ice cream for breakfast is a trauma, and somehow every single
On holidays, Berghain, and favorite book (so far) this summer
Hi there! I'm back home in Lisbon after a vacation that covered a campervan, a festival in Germany, a multi-day hike in Austria, and some quality time with friends in Sweden. It was amazing, but also slightly exhausting. When I was single, vacation was something I did when
On ethical AI, feeling God, and motherhood
Hi friends! In January this year I was weary. No, 'weary' is an understatement. I was done. Last year was one long drain on my nervous system for many reasons, one of them being too many trips, in too little time. By the end of it, all I
On Baby Raindeer, writing and please stop recommending Wordpress
Rebooted newsletter: Friday Notes! Basically my consumption diary, coming to your inbox on Fridays. I'll keep it casual, probably a bit rambly but fairly short.
Frankenstein's boobs
I had breast reduction surgery and now I want to talk about it. * * * It's 7.30 in the morning and I'm on my way to the hospital where a surgeon is going to slice my breasts open, cut out tissue and fat, and stitch them back
2023 in podcasts
My podcast app showed me how much I've spent listening to podcasts this year ... it's a lot guys. Almost 17 days. Yelp. As a Professional Recommender (it should be a job title, truly), here is the truffle mayo to my fries, complete with a few recommended
I won't do another Vipassana (but maybe you should)
Picture this: The Spanish Mountains. A tranquil valley, green hills in all directions, and snow-covered mountaintops looming in the background. Like at the start of a story in which the main character is blissfully unaware of the misery they are about to endure. One of these hills lies a Vipassana
Week 4: Plant based office
It's a new year! I know, 22 days late to the party, but 2023 was a lot to process, so here we are. For the past six weeks, I've been grinding my teeth trying to get an essay together about my latest (and last) Vipassana experience.
Thoughts from eleven days without a phone
1. Thank you past self for pouring a glass of orange juice all over the keyboard of your brand new Macbook Pro in the summer of 2011. It taught me two things: I need a safety distance of one meter between my laptop and any beverages and back ups should
Fall in Berlin
I bought a new coat. It has a strange shape to it, much like a cape, oversized and black. Add hat and cigar and I will look like I spend every night at the neighborhood bar, sustaining myself on nothing but absinth and red wine, writing poetry that gives readers
