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REAL LIFE LOVE STORIES by Patty Mooney

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In 2004, when Mark and I first drove up to the Chopra Center in La Costa, I remember feeling a mix of curiosity and professional focus.

La Costa is one of those enclaves in San Diego County where everything appears intentional. The landscaping is immaculate. Palm trees line the drive toward the center, perfectly spaced and manicured. The white buildings glow under South...


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“Power at its best is love,” said Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Not sentimental love. Not decorative love. Not slogan love.

He meant love as discipline. Love as courage. Love as strength guided by conscience.


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I usually turn to mountain biking not for solitude, but for connection. Riding is about cavorting with friends, laughing too loud, singing to myself on long climbs, and letting the rhythm of wheels and breath shake loose whatever the world has piled on. Out on the trail, joy is communal. Light is shared. We ride together and we come back lighter together.

Sometimes it’s...


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After reading Renee Nicole Good’s poem, I went looking for others who had felt its force the way I did. I found myself on a Reddit thread devoted to discussing her work. What struck me immediately was not insight or curiosity, but hostility. The thread was pocked with anti-intellectual interlopers who seemed less interested in the poem than in picking a fight. Mockery. Dismis...


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New Year’s Eve always makes me reflective.

Not in a resolutions way. I mean, why set ourselves up for failure with Lucy holding the football? For instance, the local gym is generally packed to the gills the first week of January with people who have resolved to work out more. But by the end of December, many of these people are nowhere to be seen.

So today, I refl...


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