A guy sitting next to me on the bus the other day kept looking over my shoulder to check out the book on my lap. When I stuffed it in my bag, he asked, “what are you reading?” Slightly embarrassed, I told him, “it’s called, Love, an Inner Connection.” “What’s it about?” Self-help books and pseudo-spiritual tomes I’ve always considered hokey. Human beings are fantastically complicated, a lifetime isn’t long enough to discover all the nooks and crannies in one person’s psyche. Merge two of these creatures in a relationship and they’d need at least a couple centuries to figure one another out. For every self-help “rule” about relating, you’ll find a thousand situations that break it. So, when a friend suggested Love, an Inner Connection, my first reaction was to gag. But since the book’s based in Jungian psychology and ancient Chinese philosophy, I gave it a whirl. Here’s the gist: there’s the “essential” self and the ego. The
Recently, I met up with a couple old friends, a married woman and a single gal enjoying the fruits of a new romance. I told them about all my turbulent relationships, joking about the slackers and bad boys, the commitment-phobes and jerky alpha-males who’d come into my life since we’d last seen each other. “Oh, I’ve been there loads of times,” my married friend said after I described my most recent run-in with a sexy, relationship-shy stoner. She’d been there loads of times? Shocking. Married women, especially once they’re moms, seem to me so organized and fulfilled, it’s hard to imagine any of these poised individuals knocking around with losers. But once I thought about it, I remembered all the other married women I know who’ve admitted to the same sordid pasts. My friend Sonya’s husband is a successful TV producer with a taste for fine wine, classical music, and most interestingly, fidelity. But
A few years ago, I saw a BBC documentary about phobias in which an adult woman was being treated for her lifelong, incapacitating fear of birds. Now, fear of heights, closed-in spaces, lawn mowers, I understand. But who’s ever ended up in a hospital or morgue after suffering an aerial assault from a band of militant pigeons? In Ohio where I grew up, flocks of geese were shot every spring because they crapped everywhere and ate berries out of old ladies’ gardens. Not because of the frequency with which they were implicated in human maulings.
Meghan McCain is in a quandary. Since the election ended her dating life has not been easy. Some dates have voted for Barack Obama and it's awkward. Some dates have man-crushes on her dad, John McCain. And some dates seem to have crushes on her mother, Cindy McCain. Quite a quandary. Plus, dating after college has not been easy. We've put together advice for her.
Many black women are quick to point out that there are no good single black men out here. It turns out, they might actually be right, which also may explain why more black women remain unmarried than white women. Forty-two-percent of black women have never been married, compared to 21% of white woman, according to national statistics. That’s double, chicks!