Free to Navel Gaze
Discoveries by E. Marmer
instagram.com@medicaltalks Recently, someone I know suggested that my last blog entry, “Message in a Bottle” was “oversharing.” He went on further to ask whether I wrote it to be stroked and praised as a person of great understanding. He stated his concern that it might indicate a form of...
Emma Hanquist, Artisit My daughter carries a heavy load of emotional scars. They come in part, of course, from all the regular wounds that all sensitive people endure, whether inflicted by others, or by one’s own hand, or received upon the usual stumbles and falls that plague all such...
I am so lucky as to have old friends. Old friends go all the way back to before you carried the weight of your world, or at least to before you carried all of it. They’ve stayed in your life despite all the shit you’ve done and they’ve done,...
“Mom,” my sixteen-year-old daughter asked me one day, “did you know there’s a scale for sexual orientation, zero for exclusively heterosexual and six for exclusively homosexual?” A few seconds later she added, “I’m a three.” This was not news to me. She’d struggled quite openly for the past two...
Is a dream that recurs worth repeating? In my dreams I bike or drive all over New York City. Through the Bronx, where I spent the first 7 years of my life, and around Manhattan, where I lived for a time and know the best of all the boroughs. Sometimes...
What’s wrong with navel-gazing anyway?
