A friend of mine used to be a Dom. Back when she lived in LA, she used to tie up wealthy men, strip them, whip them, and make them do whatever she wanted.
Get in the room! Take your pants off!
She was paid really well to rip them of their dignity, and the big bucks came in during rare occasions in which she was requested to “kidnap” wealthy men, tie them up and throw them into a car, and then drop them off in a desert. She and her team would then punish them, and then release them back into reality.. most often a world in which they ran a department or an organization.
But why would they enjoy that? I asked.
We have a label for food with empty calories that can satisfy our hunger without nourishing our bodies. It’s called junk food.
We don’t really have a label for sensory inputs with mindless information that do little to nourish our minds. I’ll call them junk info streams.
Relatively speaking, I seldom use social media. But when I’m on it, I binge.
Deep depression causes a form of blindness.. blindness to your worth, how much you’re loved, and all the great possibilities yet to be explored.
Sometimes, fresh air, sunshine, and a phone call can go a long way.. how I wish you had called me, friend.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
A casual mention of my self-guided meditation practice always generates a lot of questions from my friends. What exactly do you do? Do you feel any benefits? How do you keep yourself from thinking about different things? After sharing my experience with a few friends, I decided to write about it here.
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I picked up an old journal that I kept while studying + working abroad in London. Wow, looking back on a day for the first time in six years is such a treat. Here’s my journal entry from 4/7/09, which was exactly 6 years ago:
The birds have vanished into the sky,
And now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and I,
Until only the mountain remains.
Sophie, who was sitting next to me, initiated the booing, and I chimed in. Soon, more and more people started booing, and the singer had to leave the stage. The interesting thing is that she wasn’t at all bad. The problem was that she wasn’t impressive.
As any narcissist would, I googled my name to see what I would find on the first page. The screenshot below shows what Google returned when I searched for “Jennifer Prufer” (I got the same results for “Jennifer Prüfer”) on November 14th, 2013. To get a sense of what most people would see, I turned off the default personal search option.
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The things I need
The things I want
The things I have
The things I hoard
The things I forget
The things I cherish
The things I try
The things I achieve
The things I hide
The things I forgive
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As I get drunk off of just the aroma of this red wine,
I indulge in the fantasy of having you in my arms.
I normally walk hurriedly as I’m being stalked by time,
But then comes a respite that comes with my daydreams.
Templo de debod at sunset Templo de debod II
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One cool autumn night in 2011, I stepped out of my apartment to get some air, and somehow ended up walking around the city for an hour. The pictures aren’t bad considering I didn´t have a tripod, and used a point and shoot camera. Hope you enjoy the night photography! Evening photographs to come soon.
My mind becomes stagnant if my body is stagnant. After traveling, you notice that everything around you are manifestations of systems and products and culture created by others, e.g., the width of sidewalks, number of standard meals a day and their portions, tipping and pricing, decency, courtesy, and beauty. The ability to recognize the status quo and the potential keeps me creative.
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Here are some words of wisdom I turn to when I feel unmotivated.
Time is Not a Limitless Commodity – I so rarely find young professionals that have a heightened sense of urgency to get to the next level. In our 20s we think we have all the time in the world to A) figure it out and B) get what we want. Time is the only treasure we start off with in abundance, and can never get back. Make the most of the opportunities you have today, because there will be a time when you have no more of it. -Jason Nazar, http://www.forbes.com/sites/jasonnazar/2013/07/23/20-things-20-year-olds-dont-get/
Within six months of living in Albacete, Spain, I began to speak Spanish fluently. I did not take Spanish classes during that period. The people I met right after my move to Spain were blown away by my level of Spanish after three months, during which I experienced a sort of language explosion (parents should be familiar with this phenomenon). I should admit, however, that I did not start exactly from zero.
Day 5 June 11th 2013 Ocho Rios Montego Bay Miami New York
I jumped out of bed spontaneously. How did I not hear the alarm that should’ve went off twice? How did I wake myself up? We only had had two hours of sleep after returning to the hotel drunk, but managed to get ready within 10 minutes to catch the cab to go to Montego Bay Airport.
There were only a handful of cars that we saw on the road before getting to Montego Bay. The sun was slowly creeping up, and Onyxcia was fast asleep in the back of the cab. The serenity was a perfect backdrop to the conversation I had with Jason, our cab driver.
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