“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I was six years old. My grandmother and I were sitting together on her elaborately-knit chenille couch graced by a parade of stuffed animals, dinosaur action figures, and matchbox cars. I replied matter-of-factly, “I want to be a paleontologist.”
The whites of my grandmother’s eyes grew to the size of golf balls and her head cocked back. “A what? You want to be a what?”
“A paleontologist,” I said. I retrieved a pinky-sized velociraptor figurine leaning over the leg of its comparatively titanic companion, a Build-a-Bear tiger named Jack. This…
On the second floor of Gregory Hall, riddled with snoopy figurines and Game of Thrones paraphernalia, there exists the office of career counselor, Christopher Lagrow. It is a homey room that expresses just who he is; a professional and deeply committed counselor with an err of natural informality.
LaGrow has been working for the Career Development Office (CDO) since 2004. His focus has been on student appointments, group presentations, employer visits and planning the Graduate School Fair and Job and Internship Expo.
He explained what makes the CDO important, and how he and his team work together to facilitate student…
How is it possible to find fulfillment in life when you’re slogging away at an endless sea of documents at your office computer, or chugging away flipping greasy burgers at McDonald’s?
Newsflash — It isn’t.
These jobs serve as temporary milestones for teens learning how to be responsible or folks in a bad place who need a low brow grind to get a quick leg up on the world.
Unpopular opinion, we shouldn’t settle for 9 to 5 jobs. Even if it pays less, work somewhere that makes you feel alive. …
The human psyche is an aberrant mesh of contradictions. It seeks comfort, yet craves spontaneity. It wants to be grounded, but needs to be set free. It is inquisitive, yet often fearful of the answers. With this in mind, perhaps it isn’t so difficult to come to terms with the fact that there are a plethora of areas of our psyche that many, if not all of us, repress.
There is so much of us that often goes untapped. …
(Warning — not educational nor informative. This is a rant. I repeat, a rant.)
What we have is a refrigerator of rotten food that needs to be thrown out. But because of our collective ignorance and our crippling fear of change, we’ve decided that instead of throwing out all of the rotten food, we’d just heat it up, sprinkle a ton of seasoning on it, and then balk at how delicious this cooked meal looks. Then later, we wonder why we are getting food poisoning after eating it.
So what exactly is the real-world equivalent of this rotten food I’m…
This article is going to take on an unfixed narrative style. Consider this article a form of an open diary or free-form expression of random bursts of post-meditative thoughts and inquiries about my own psyche. I am sure you can relate in some capacity. What I am unraveling in this article is of a yarn we are all tangled in, to some degree or another.
Here goes…
As I began my meditation this morning, I gave myself this simple task:
“Instead of presupposing the conclusion to what is causing my stress, I’d like to look inward in a more receptive…
