On Brain Boo-Boos & the Rebirth Spring Promises 

We’ve been here before. The unpredictable hallmarks of spring — crocuses and bud-blossoms on trees — and we feel like we’re stepping back in right where we left off. Then, the temperature nosedives reminding us how much like winter we actually...

Lima, day 8

Since we’ve been in Lima, I’ve been reading up on the energy practices of the region, playing a bit of that compare-and-contrast game we all learned so well in school. In Andean Shamanism, there is no positive or negative energy per se, but rather a...

Saying Goodbye

“The end of a melody is not its goal: but nonetheless, had the melody not reached its end it would not have reached its goal either. A parable.”  — Friedrich Nietzsche There are all kinds of endings, and my life has been playing a variation of many of these...

Five Ways to Love Yourself Every Day of the Year

How we get Valentine’s Day (using anatomically incorrect hearts and prudish tea roses cultivated with abusive labor and environmental practices) from the martyring of an early Christian priest to signify lasting love is a great mystery. (In my graduate school...

Space & Sickness

I got introduced to Open Space Technology about ten years ago when attending the annual gathering of folks deeply interested in leadership. Open Space is a participant-led method of organizing meetings or conferences where people determine what and how to explore...

Much Ado About Nothing

It’s ironic that when my life radically transforms, I find writing the last thing I want to do. It’s true I’ve had the most bizarre computer problems for the past month a half (exactly my hiatus from this blog) — I won’t bore you with...