I'm a child of the 80s, so I was conditioned by Hollywood to expect radical, miraculous, four-minute transformations set to super hype music. You know... training montages! Rocky IV, The Karate Kid, Bloodsport... the heroes all start out with zero skill whatsoever and, during the course of a very motivating song, they become masters of their own… Continue reading I Want My Montage
An update about our family's summer Global Journey!
In the meantime... Here's my journal entry for today:
This dance. This balancing act. This complex, complicated, confounding, catastrophically heartbreaking, consummately soul-giving art of living. The millions of moving parts all seemingly independent yet intrinsically interdependent - relationships, physical health, economic reality, spiritual awakening, goals and dreams, aspirations, battle wounds, prejudices, ideas, choices, decisions... and on and on and on. How do I know if I'm… Continue reading An Incoherent Offering
Some mornings, I wake up, and it feels like my mind has already guzzled half a gallon of coffee, been to the gym, stamped out a full day's work, and is tapping its foot impatiently waiting for my lazy body to come around. Consciousness, for me, can feel like turning the TV on in the… Continue reading Side Effects of Living
One of the most liberating concepts I've ever learned has been the idea of the "new normal."