Dogma: Is the Power of Now About Chasing Garbage Trucks and Peeing on Bushes?
DESPERATE TIMES CALL FOR ... Buddhism! Or, at least reading about it, if the number various Buddhism-for-beginners books foisted upon me over the past tumultuous year or so is any indication.
In an attempt to not go completely bat-shit crazy, I took the advice of my friends, family and therapists (I enlisted a small army) and began reading books like The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari;Buddhism Plain and Simple; Buddhism Is Not What You Think (being that I’d never thought about it before, how could it be?); No Death, No Fear; The Wisdom of No Escape; and, yes, The Power of Now. READ MORE
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Coming Home on Oscar Night: Twilight’s Empty Streets on L.A.’s Indoor Mardi Gras
MY HEAD IS THUMPING with nostalgia when I touch down at LAX on Sunday night after a long weekend with family and friends in the mountains near Vail, Colorado. READ MORE
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Silver Lake Anxiety Attack: The Rowena Avenue Crime Wave
IN LINE AT THE BANK last Saturday morning, I overhear a man explain to the teller that he has no identification because his “wallet got jacked.” He points to a manager type on the other side of the glass and, with the quiet urgency of a man besieged, says, “That guy with the hat on knows me.” Before long, the customer is sequestered in a glass-doored office with one of the bank officials.
After depositing my unemployment check, I knock on the door of the office where the two are trying to sort things out. READ MORE