Like so many other diagnoses, we Americans like to toss around terms like “ADD” and “ADHD” casually. We like to blanket over why we forgot to send that birthday card on time. We like to make excuses as to why we do not make the time to pray, to eat healthy, and to exercise. We seem to enjoy disrespecting other people’s time by being chronically late. After all, we have self-justified excuses of all...
Thank you to Ryan Boyles, aka @theRab, for sharing this pic he took at the local Farmers’ Market. Cheers and love, Ashley Sue PS. Please forgive me for using the term “Big Guy”. Lame.
Aborting a child that you chose to become pregnant with… I pride myself on seeing grey, being able to explain all sorts of variables, different perspectives, and the frameworks that motivate people into different possible scenarios. I grew up thinking I would one day be a psychotherapist, and this facet of who I am makes me wonder why I did not.* Bettina Paige authored her autobiographical account, however, of deciding that she wanted to...
My walk into Faith and my recent dive into yoga have me hungry for more. I seek not enlightenment in the sense of – well, whatever it is that you think of when Buddha enters your mind – but a stronger sense of Faith, balance, self-esteem, and Love. So I did what any middle-America white yuppy is doing in my shoes. I decided to search for an exotic ashram to visit. My quest into...
We are officially being force-fed our advertisements. In the era of Ti-Vo, DVR, mobile access, and online communities, advertising has to find ways to beat our fast forward buttons and grab our attentions yet again. We all knew the day would come that Facebook would integrate ads. We feared it (the early adopters, at least) while we tried comprehending how they could incorporate advertising without becoming the cluttered, fangled disaster zone that MySpace and...
Chrysler, you missed the mark with your “glamour” ad commercial earlier this year, though it was close to a great ad. You did it perfect for the Super Bowl XLV, however. I guess if you are waiting until the opportunity to spend $3.5 million to air it to the largest captive audience ever, this is the right time to get it perfect. Imported from Detroit. Beautiful. Truly beautiful. Every part in it may be...
Who Are You? Who do you want to be? I ask you not to confuse this with what you do. If your initial reaction was to answer with your profession, I ask you to rethink yourself. Granted, what you do can be a tell-tale indication of your nature. Then again, it may not. Your career, however, is not who you are. Most of my closest friends are certainly not defined by their profession, though...
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