I was in college and deeply involved in theater. We were doing an exercise blindfolded, in a dark room, and we were instructed not to speak but to get to know each other by touch—a group grope. Afterwards one of the participants told me he’d...
The Seduction of Fire
The crackle and pop, its sensuous mercurial dance, its shifting colors—red, orange, white, blue, purple, green— the mysterious glow of the embers, the impossibility of grasping it in your hand. Fire galvanizes our attention as few other natural...
The End of the Beauty Trap: Opting for Eccentricity
Pages I hate to contemplate the number of hours I have devoted over the years to trying to beautify myself. Preening is a part of the lives of numerous animals, but the human species, especially females of the human species, have taken the...