In the culture of the United States of America, we have internalized a belief that to work is a moral virtue, and those who do…
Ode to Listening
I love listening, and I am still learning how to do it. Listening is the core of my practice and the seed of my growth.…
Revolutionaries are Sexier than Revolutions
Revolutionaries are sexier than revolutions. We know their images, their hand-selected quotes, the steady curation of image that comes particularly when the revolutionary and their…
The Angel and the Sun
A certain amount of social grace is useful: the ability to make small talk, to build connections between others, to find points of commonality and…
Comfort and the Push for Change
At times, something in the self grows wary of revolution. Even when one feels the way things are do not work, the current system of self-management…
Dreaming the Impossible
The season shifts slightly after harshness, high expectations and demands and a lingering sense: “Is that all there is?” Outward conditions seem much the same,…
Smoldering Hopes in Wintertime
At times, all feels frozen, stuck, or fixed. Looking around, the mind sees only impossible circumstances with impassable obstacles. The pond is ice-still and the…
All that passes…
The wheel continues to turn. In times of success, there looms already the presence of failure. Times of misery are limned with bliss. The longest…
Layers of Being Within the Moment
“I’ve got nothing to say.” This is a mental habit, an automatic thought that arises when it’s time to sit down to write. Another automatic…
Empty Your Heart
Pain lingers long after the injury. The automatic recoiling at any reminder of the wound, that aching throb that continues after jamming one’s thumb. It is…