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The way she moves, the way she laughs, what she knows....

What makes an older woman sexy? I fell asleep the other night wondering this, having contemplated the subtle erosion of the various bodily bits which supposedly evoke sexual urges.

But before I launch into my exegesis, I must make a minor (and defensive) detour and query the same about older men.  What do we find sexy about Jeremy Irons or Clint Eastwood?  Isn’t is their self-assurance?  Their ease?  Why is it considered that they look great when their hair turns silver and lines define their face, yet this doesn’t apply to women?  I know, this is a huge topic, and a bit of an old saw and frankly I’m really...

Avoid the Debris of Inner Space Collisions!

There are days when worlds seem to be in collision and you’re caught in the crashing debris (back to Gravity again:). But I’m not talking about that vast space overhead, I’m talking about that vast space within.  After dreamlike drifting through the fascinating ‘void’, where everything is possible and you’re in the flow... suddenly hulking elements of your psyche seem to loom at the curvature of space/time and threaten your demolition.  Yikes.  

Earth is looking for some big-time Love and some everyday Leadership
We've invented nano-technology and 3D printers, mapped genomes and harvested human organs from pigs. So why the hell can't we get our asses in gear and save this planet?
A Light-hearted Documentary about an Outrageous Gathering in the Desert
From the shaggy front lines of hipster culture, we bring you a light-hearted documentary on BEquinox, a regional Burning Man event held in Joshua Tree, CA. Though smaller in scale, it has the same wild mix of people and shenanigans, and the same blissed-out vibe as Burning Man. More than a few Boomers.
Saatchiart.com is changing the game

As a painter and photographer I've been told that I have a great eye. If true, I probably inherited it from my dad, who was a wonderful photographer, and my mum, who was a painter and owner of one of America’s first galleries of American crafts. If you like the look of Realize, (the aesthetic, and many of the photographs and illustrations are mine) then you can theoretically trust what I have to say below.

Being an art hound and amateur curator, I have spent years hunting for a decent online art...

Or How I Learned to Talk Tree

There is a place we can go, when we allow our minds to go silent, a place full of delight and joy.  I have glimpsed it before, mostly walking in nature.  But in this case, residing for four days in the foothills of the Sierras, it comes to me in spades.  Because here, beneath cobalt blue skies and between bosomy hills draped in dry yellow grasses and peppered with pines and manzanitas, is where my Zen retreat is taking place.

I soon learn this state of joy can happen anywhere, even facing a blank white wall.  For there is an essential joy residing in our natures as well as in nature herself.  That joy is waiting patiently beneath...

GONZO ELDERHOOD!  

What is Elderhood, but your big chance to be AUTHENTIC?
To let your Freak Flag fly. To come out of whatever closet you’re in.
Or if you’re already out - to spread the gospel of the True Self.
BUT - do you have what it takes to be an Elder?

So we’re all coming from different places, as we approach our mid-life, whether that’s 50 or 60 or more, and yet we’re all facing a similar question - what are we going to make of our future?  Maybe we’ve accomplished great things, maybe we’ve done a...

Because there are epiphanies

Somewhere in my forties, raising a kid at home and trying to keep an art career afloat, I came to the sobering realization that life is 90 percent maintenance. Now this is a percentage that varies of course, depending on the size and density of the flack field one is traversing, but I would peg that amount at rarely under 85 percent.

In my parenting era I found myself hamstrung between my career goals and the obvious stay-at-home mom stuff like shopping and cooking, tackling school issues and supervising homework, setting up play dates and music lessons and, of course, chauffeuring.  On top of that, I was...

Can one be a nihilist and still get good nookie?
From nookie to nihilism, we explore some of our favorite words starting with the letter 'N' in the latest installment of REALIZE Magazine's 101 Coolest Words.
A rambling meditation on the meaning of Home
Jung said that our Home is a reflection of our inner self. The Editor of Realize Magazine takes a look at this, examining the deeper meanings of Home.
Wherein the Editor Proposes a Three-Day Holiday of Love

Well, I’m all in favor of Romance, but here’s the drag about Valentine’s day - it’s too exclusive, and not in the cool way of some trendy Parisian boite, but in the cliquish way of high-schoolers, excluding all the lovely people out there who, bursting with love, just don’t have an outlet.  It’s cruel. Inhumane.  And it also trivializes love in general, all the myriad forms of love that the human soul envelopes.

Now, let it be known that Valentine’s Day has a very sketchy history. There are the apocryphal stories of a couple of Christian martyrs named Valentine, one of...

Culture Shock in South East Asia
Your average American lives in a bubble. A solipsistic bubble. I know because, until I went to Malaysia, I was that American. However, having seen the wild level of modernization and population growth in Kuala Lumpur (not to mention Singapore) I now have a revised identity. This trip opened a new wing in my temporal lobe - one where my position in the world as an American is no longer the slam dunk head of the class, but now just another contender competing with the denizens of an ambitious and talented hemisphere looking for their piece of the action.

9.25.13   Why have I never blogged? Because blogging is simply an unappealing word, one of those BL words that brings up all the wrong connotations, like blurting, blustering, bludgeoning, blathering, blahblahblah-ing.  Didn’t want to do it.  But in trying to find the sunny side of this I find there are other BL words like Blast! Blare? Bling?? Blitz??? Aaaah. No. The sustained strategic bombing of the UK by the Germans?  But then again - blitz in fact means lightning in German.  So this will be my reference.  Lightning. We must whenever possible seek to redeem words which have been injured by history... of...

The phantasmagorical nature of Alzheimer's and, hence, identity

How many times can you lose your mother? This phrase repeats itself in my head.  It is not a metaphorical question. My mother has had Alzheimer's for almost 15 years.  

My own journey alongside her illness has led me through strange territory.  Mostly unguided, mostly alone.  The one phrase I encountered in my occasional inquiry into the nature of the disease still resonates - that for those closest to the individual, there is a phenomenon which is akin to a succession of little deaths and, for each one, an attendant period of mourning.

Maybe you didn't make it to the Haight, but it's never too late to free your love.
Summer of Love? Hair flung in ecstatic arcs, gleeful, salacious grins, undulating guitar riffs, bodies cosmically designed for infinite lovemaking.
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