Summer is a fantastic time of year. There are many memorable activities: cookouts, beaches, boats, vacations, weddings, and getting together outside. With this summer a week-ish old and America’s formal celebration for the 4th of July ahead, I’m thinking about what I want from this summer. And what do you want from it? Summer is…
There are big problems. And new and bigger problems arise as fast as we can solve them. There are wars, genocides, and famines. And there’s injustice, homelessness, and children separated from families. But how do we deal with the stream of things which need help? Many donate or rush to social media to support their…
What do you want to be when you grow up shifts into what do you do. It’s a transition with prominent stages: what do you want to be when you grow up, to where do you want to go to school, to what is your major, and ending at what do you do. At each…
What pictures taken of you do you want? I’m pondering this because I skipped a blockchain event last night. I planned to go, but when the moment came, I hesitated. I’m building in the blockchain ecosystem, so an occasion to meet others around the space could connect me to new people. But the event was…
As an adult, you’re supposed to know things. Adults have gone to school, learned a trade, and experienced the world. But we don’t, and can’t, know all the things. More than that, the world emphasizes intelligence. We show people how smart we are in day-to-day interactions – Quiz shows, trivia, and bragging to buddies about…
It’s challenging to act how we’d like. I walked and talked with someone who’d grown up in India, then moved to New York, Iowa, and Boston. They told me about how they realized they wanted to experience more and do things outside their routine a couple of years ago. They said that mindset shift powered…
I met a storyteller last fall who publishes all the time. I loved the freestyle and raw nature of it. Sometimes I stick on a piece over and over. It turns into a job to get it done. That’s not what I signed up for. I want to tell stories because I love doing it….
I was maybe eight or ten when I came out to The Blue Meanie lying on the newspaper floor of their birdcage, surrounded by waste. Then, Goldust escaped, flying out of the cage during cleaning and off to Free Bird. Maybe seeing their buddy buried in the ground inspired Goldust to take for the skies….
We wish and pray with all our being: for that career opportunity, partner, home, or award. Then we wait for it to happen to us while we go back to whatever we do. While we wait, we toil at a passionless job, pursue hollow relationships, mistreat where we live, or do the minimum. We wait…
Bizz buzzed by the caretaker’s ear into the garden. She didn’t swat the air or spin in circles to avoid him. That’s because she knew he’d come. Bizz always came back. The garden contained dazzling displays of sizzling pinks and luminous lavenders. Row after row of bush and tree and plant decorated the landscape. Their…
