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Have You Ever Been A Bad Dog?

Have You Ever Been A Bad Dog? By Z Zoccolante Here’s a story about Jack and Diane. Just kidding. Here’s a story about me and my dog Vega. It’s a story about how we speak to ourselves, and others, and how that can save our psyche. In my life I’ve found, to my small dismay, that I’m often the adult in the room. Being an adult isn’t a problem because I do adult well. The problem lies in the fact that I want to...

The Perks of Being Invisible

The Perks of Being Invisible By Z Zoccolante I go to a conference with my best friend. Sometimes when I’m with her I feel as though we’re in a fish bubble of our very own, as though we create our own universe within the parameters of where our energy fields end. But I’m not invisible yet . . . We do an exercise. For this one we partner with different people. Every time they break us into partners they tell us to go with someone new....

We Forgot We Were Magic

We Forgot We Were Magic By Z Zoccolante I’ll drop you into the thoughts in my head as though we’re old friends having one long conversation, as though you just walked into the room. . . And I listen to Devi Prayer, which I just discovered and used to process forgiveness, when I had to first get through the hate to get to the love. I listen to Devi Prayer again and think about the end of movies, where all the events have transpired and...

The Process

The Process By Z Zoccolante There’s a process. Let’s not make it about love, but instead a human life experience, one which has all the fullness of a perfectly ripe peach, plump and juicy, full of joy and sorrows, elation and bliss, lost and found. Let’s not make it this about one thing because it’s about the feeling of everything – about a full life experience. It’s about saying the names, not just flossing over it with...

Letting Go

Letting Go By Z Zoccolante So there’s this situation that I’ve been having a difficult time letting go of. As much as I try it seems to be shifting like laundry on a clothesline, waving back and forth in the wind not really going anywhere but making a lot of motion. The phrase let it go, often makes me want to punch someone in the face or break down in tears. If I knew how to do that I’d have done that YESTERDAY, duh!...