Mark Matousek is the bestselling author of two memoirs, Sex Death Enlightenment: A True Story, The Boy He Left Behind: A Man's Search for his Lost Father, as well as When You're Falling, Dive: Lessons in the Art of Living. A former senior editor at Interview Magazine, contributing editor to O, The Oprah Magazine and Tricycle: The Buddhist Review, his work has appeared in numerous anthologies and publications, including The New Yorker, Details, Harper's Bazaar, and the Utne Reader. He is the Creative Director of VMen, and international coalition for ending violence against women and girls (with playwright Eve Ensler) He lives in New York City.

Blog Entries by Mark Matousek

Life Lessons from Peter Pan

Posted August 7, 2009 | 12:53 PM (EST)


When archetypal figures die, a part of our national psyche goes with them. Diana, the flawed Fairy Princess. Michael, the boy who wouldn't grow up. When we mourn them, we mourn what they symbolized to us, the mythic 'archetype' -- as Carl Jung first called it -- they play in...

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Heaven or Hell? It's Your Choice

2 Comments | Posted July 23, 2009 | 03:19 PM (EST)


Americans need to think about anger. It's time to examine our ruffian soul, our John Wayne machismo and taste for revenge.

Watching the evening news last night, this message was painfully obvious. Here was another prickly right-wing pundit (in this case, Liz Cheney, the daughter of our ex-VP) complaining...

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The Dalai Lama's Secret: What Makes Us Good?

7 Comments | Posted July 22, 2009 | 11:41 AM (EST)


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Why do some people radiate goodness and hope? Is there a biological basis for what makes us good?

I put this question to Daniel Goleman, the bestselling author of "Emotional Intelligence" at a Tibetan restaurant in Northhampton Massachusetts. "Emotions are contagious,...

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The Dream of Love

1 Comments | Posted July 16, 2009 | 11:13 AM (EST)


Breaking up isn't hard to do: It's hell on earth, at least at the outset. You sit there surveying the rubble of promises broken, the empty bed, the romance discarded with yesterday's news -- licking your wounds like a grief struck beast -- till one day you realize that you've...

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