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Opposite Action: using negative emotional prompts for positive outcomes

We all have so many things we know we SHOULD do, but ug it's so hard to make the time to do new things… especially when we're all so busy being stressed out, restlessly bored, vaguely miserable, generally unhappy, dealing with floating rage, or whatever your personal favorite miserable brain loop is.

But what if you used that misery to help you do something awesome?

Privilege & bigotry: how I'm owning it and un-learning false narratives

I am a white male from a small village in North Wales, UK. I married a white American female. I am a step-parent of a young child with whom I get along very well; we are a very close family who always strives to support each other unconditionally in any way possible. I was born within the NHS (National Health Service) and was raised to respect everyone and treat people equally. I have been blessed to have many opportunities in life that others have not had. Here's how I'm acknowledging my privilege and bigotry and making sure I'm striving to use these privileges to be a voice of reason to those who may not understand or have the same privileges as myself.

What cooking taught me about life

I didn't begin cooking from scratch until I hit my 30s. Prior to that it was a lot of arranging food or eating pre-made stuff. Turns out, I really enjoyed it, started a food blog, and now cook super often. It's fun, but it's been a little revealing when it comes to living life in general.

Cooking can actually be an analogy for life. That's no revelation to most people, but it has been for me. Here are some cooking life lessons: what cooking taught me about life and happiness…

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My Halloween regret: I used to wear cultures as costumes

Halloween may be a day permitting mitigated inhibitions, but our ethical responsibilities do not get a day off. I speak on this point as someone personally guilty of this specific kind of oversight. At one point in my young adult life, I costumed-up for the holiday as a cultural stereotype, and to this day I look back at what should be cute pictures of fun memories, but instead… I cringe at my offensive choice (and rightly so). I am guilty of perpetuating the social norm that appropriating cultures to which we do not belong and of whose complexities we do not comprehend is somehow acceptable.