Heidi Isern

writer. thinker. whiskey drinker.

2012

From Baking to Seduction: The Inspiration of Christmas Carols

“I abhor holiday music.  It’s so commercialized and so annoying…” What?!   I felt as if I had been stabbed.  How could someone  have such an aversion to a lyrical outpouring of glee? Were the songs I sang at the top of my lungs every December just serving to destroy other’s eardrums?  Did no one else hear “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” and temporarily stop to “dismay?!” I became defensive,

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Meditation and Thomas Keller

“Why don’t you a blog post on meditation?” asked a man I recently met.   “What is every executive in a company were required to?” he continued.  What would the world look like? How much petty bullshit and time wasting would vaporize….”   Clearly the man had pleasurable meditation experiences.  He didn’t know that I had tried it multiple times without much success.  If I were going to write about

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Finding the Elusive ‘Present Moment’

There is a time in everyone’s life where we worry, “Is this it?”  “Is this all I will ever be?”    Some compare themselves to successful moms with two published books and three well-behaved children. Others measure themselves against those written up in TechCrunch, IPOing on a successful company. Did we somehow mess up? Did we miss the boat? Should start an immediate auto correct plan?   Many take a

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Abstinence and the City?

Manhattan is Broadway shows to some, intense shopping to others.  But to me it always a represented debaucheries and adventure in swank downtown clubs. Regardless if I traveled there for work or pleasure I always was sure to come back with a roaring hangover and amusing tales to tell my ‘smug married’ friends back at home.  If I had to sing for my supper I would do my best to make

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Obama Election 2008 vs. 2012: Remembering the Past and Continuing the Journey

On Tuesday we elected Barack Obama for his second term of presidency.  Four years ago I watched him win his first in the heart of Fillmore’s jazz district.  I was in a back booth of Rassela’s dark jazz club, the only blond head of hair in the joint.  I sat close by my date, a man I had recently met, drinking whiskey trying to look cool.   Fueled by election frenzy, we

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Overcoming Decision Paralysis

We are all products of the choices we have made.  Perhaps this is why I have a difficult time making them.  I am a true maximizer in every definition of the word, always seeking to carve out the best possible outcome for myself.  If my choices dictate who I am, then I want to ensure I am the luxury version, not some cobbled together knock off product. I collect data,

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Why We Need Harems

  The word ‘harem’ often conjures up sexual visions where multiple female dancers hand feed a lone aging fat man grapes while twitching their finely tuned abdominal muscles and showering him with kisses.   However, in reality the word has nothing to do with men or sex or cheesy belly dancing outfits.  Harem is defined as a ‘sphere for women, a sacred inviolable place.’  It comes from the Arabic word

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Who You Meet, Who You Love, and Who Sticks Around

Your timing determines who you will meet in your life Your heart determines who you will love in your life Your behavior determines who will stay in your life       Your timing determines who you will meet in your life I used to scorn the concept of timing.  I was a romantic believing only in fate and destiny.  Plus when it came to time, I had loads of

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Healing a Sports Injury Without Turning into an Alkie

“Heidi, You are not 25 years old anymore.  You can’t just do the same things.”   My body, foot now in a cast, apparently hadn’t gotten the message.   Last year after my birthday I wrote an article called “F*ck the birthday pressure, I’m taking my time…” However this year I cannot help feel the pressure of aging as it is literally breaking me.   My right foot is in

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What Makes a Marriage Work?

Today is my parent’s 36th wedding anniversary.  I asked them how it lasts (I certainly have no idea).  According to them, it’s simple.  It’s the threads you weave together over the course of time.  People that know my parents find them the perfect blend of romantic, silly, and kind.  To some they seem perfect-they wear matching outfits, they ballroom dance, and they sail across the world discovering newness together.  They

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