Here’s this new thing where I play a song and write as long as it’s playing:
Catching a snooping thought just as it starts it’s slope downhill.. it’s heroic, it’s
Pleasure has taken a sinful tint, sometime in the past few centuries. Perhaps it has to do with the whole sinful movement to begin with, but I’m not here to preach to the preachers, I’m here
I get it, there are plenty of people out there who are kind, respectful, agreeable, and overall incredibly underwhelming.
We have enough people like that in this world.
In some parts of the world it’s
It’s said so often in many different ways.
It occurred to me this morning that each different way of saying something is like a different language. We can all essentially say the same things: I
I met a man who told me a story of everything that mattered most to him. He started with how he came to be a firefighter.
It evolved from a learning experience that revealed to him the value of being
While it’s still fresh, I move on to step 2. Notice step 1.
There’s a story of two men who lead separate lives but whose stories intertwine closely.
There was one man, completely healthy and
Mornings are a beautiful time for me, I’ve always had a reverence for them. It’s probably related to being pulled out of bed in time to see the sunrise many mornings of my life (at least during
Have you ever been
somewhere that elated you?
Where are you?
do you ever stop and recognize where you are? not your place, but where you’ve come to be, who you’ve come to be?
“You can’t mess with presence,” were the words of my friend Lane tonight. (who is an amazing biohacker and Bulletproof coach!)
It’s valid, she’s completely right. Accessing
There’s a squirrel outside my window that I watch regularly. I usually see him out of the corner of my eye moving up or down an oak tree that’s on the fence line that separates my yard with