Anxiety and Emotions: What If You Had to Live the Next Five Minutes Over and Over?

Anxiety What If . . . Every Moment You Experienced Today, You Had to Do Over Again? Dateline: Dallas, Texas, 9 p.m. I’m standing in front of the yummy shrimp display at Eatzi’s gourmet take-takeout, my over-educated and under-used brain caught in a dilemma. Should I sacrifice and buy only four …

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Bendicio Man, He Loves You

      Bendicio Man Having seen Bendicio (Blessing) man several times in different cities, I asked what he was about. He answered: “Love” . . .  in at least eight languages. He took time to tell this silly tourist type scurrying across Mexico City’s grand Reforma–patterned after the Avenue …

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Love, Boundaries, and the Fastest Way to Ruin a Lovely Dinner

Food, Boundaries, and the Fastest Way to Ruin a Lovely Dinner MysteryShrink Short The couple at the next table at Brennan’s in old New Orleans giggled and smiled like newly weds- which they were. Both widowed in their sixties, they’d met a year ago on a cruise and married six …

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How to Be a Loving, but Separate Person, Hawaiian Pineapple Cake

How to Be a Loving but Separate Self…Otherwise you will drift between faking agreement and hiding anger. MysteryShrink Short: Love and Boundaries FOOD, Pineapple Upside Down Cake The couple had just finished the last meal of their magical Hawaiian honeymoon. The gazed into each other’s eyes. The fragrance of blossoms …

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Little Boys Have Love in Their Eyes

Little Boys Have Love in Their Eyes MysteryShrink Short I’m sitting at an outdoor table along the Plaza de San Francisco in San Luis Potosi yesterday. Weather’s lovely. Colonial churches, cinnamon chocolate in the air, old men hidden in clouds of balloons for sale. A ragged little boy of six …

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No Arms, No Hands, All Heart: The Beading Angel (sorry for the poor photo, you’ll understand)

No Arms, No Hands, All Heart The Beading Angel MysteryShrink in the Now* She’s always there. On the pedestrian walkway between the Mexico City Hilton and the Zocalo, sitting with her footless leg tucked under the one with the tennis shoe hiding where her toes were before the fire–her wings …

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Paying Attention to What You’re Paying Attention To, Part 1

What Do You Mean, You Didn’t Notice? Paying Attention to What You’re Paying Attention To, Part 1 The Green Wallpaper Incident Dr. A is a fifty-two-year old psychiatrist who began the hour saying: “I’m satisfied in most areas of my life, but for some reason, every long-term relationship I’ve been …

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