Posts by Mark Goodson

Intuition

Eventually, doing the right thing becomes as instinctive as catching a tennis ball. And feeling in the zone becomes just another Monday morning.

Burdens

It’s easy to become so consumed with the pity of the weight, that I forget the way burdens become blessings over time.

Aesthetic

Books aren't required to live in appreciation of beauty. They are one of many vehicles. They just happen to be my favorite ride.

Mentors

I once worked with a student who was quiet in class. That’s not an anomaly of course. I teach literature...

Only the Lonely

The nature of loneliness is hard to qualify. Maybe, like me, you’ve been in a room full of people, even...

Excess

When you get down to it, most of what we experience today will more closely resemble a fact of reality, not a truth.

Jet Lag

Sleep is critical, but since nearly losing my life to addiction, I’ve enjoyed discovering what is more important a whole lot more.

Centricity

It usually goes something like this. I have a problem. I think about the problem. I pity myself for having that problem. Then I construct this bizarre and temporary universe wherein I am the only one who ever existed that has that problem. Before long, all the world is revolving on a creaky pivot around my petty concerns.

The Meditating Ruminator

How this ruminator became a meditator.

Willingness

When it comes to alcoholism, my brain is an incredibly adaptive organ, capable of shifting my thoughts away from the real issue—my drinking.

Follow

Get the latest posts delivered to your mailbox: