I just couldn’t help myself when I saw this poem the other day!

what matters most… Inhabiting the Self We live in a dichotomy of self where there is much discussion about the road the path the end game. What does that say about who we are or who we are meant to be in this time of so much so much confusion so much infusion so much indecision…

go ahead risk it all… One of the most satisfying things I do is teach and coach. Out of those experiences, every once-in-a-while one of the students totally takes the wind out of my sails. In the spring of last year I was teaching a poetry class for the University…

when a chosen star shines…

I had to follow… No Turning Back I knew I knew this would be the day that I would take the step that could serve to change my life. Like a spell being whipped up and cast by a Shaman there was no turning back no turning back to the way things had been in the place I had called…

Well, it’s Friday and we made through another week. I thought a bit of Rumi might be a good way to begin the weekend. Enjoy! “Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out. You were born with wings, why…

words sounded so empty… Telltale Heart He wrote that poem to you because he couldn’t speak the words that needed to be said. The words that meant how deeply he felt for you and how much he enjoyed your company. On many occasions he tried to speak them but words…

let’s not get fooled… After 2022, it’s hard to tell for sure. And going forward, public life is going to be even more rumor-driven than it is now. Any video, any voiceover, any photograph–we can’t be sure. If YouTube or the Wayback Machine shows us that it happened after 2022…