This photo — which looks like something my mom took 30 years ago on a point and shoot camera — blows my mind. If you’ve never seen this photo before, be prepared to be humbled. First, take a good look at that little dot — it could be photo bombing flea. Which is almost right. But so much more. That dot […]
You don’t need a special cushion, mantra, app, or beads. Just sit down for ten minutes and breath. That’s it. You don’t need an alter with meaningful trinkets; everything you have is inside of you. Breath in and count, breath out and count. Focus on something like a fan or a dripping faucet. Something steady […]
Not too long ago, I was oblivious of my power …to the point of insomnia, overwork, stress eating, binge drinking, body aches, rapid aging… And then, thanks to my boys, I discovered a whole new way to live, think, exist in each moment. Today my soul is FULL and feeling so LOVED, my spirit shiny clean and I’m smiling ALL THE TIME just […]
Can we please beating a new drum declaring that 2016 was the best years ever? Wasn’t this the year we realized more than ever what we want out of life? What we want out of our leaders? Out of our jobs? Our health? Our friends? Wasn’t this the no-bullshit year where we finally took the time to figure out how to contact our government […]
This picture fell out of a box a few days ago while looking for a photo of Dad's red Chevy. I've been searching for it years. I'm sitting in front of Nandi statue in Mysore, India. It's November 2000 and I remember the the journey up the hills. My tut-tut driver, like a church lady with the hottest town gossip, announces that Al Gore just won the election . Having spent a good part of the Clinton-era working in DC, I'm feeling rather pleased about it. The news was like sweet incense to heighten an already glorious moment.
I successfully been avoiding the pantsuit-combover vortex that is the 2016 time-suck. Until today. I walked into the poling station at 7:10am like it was the Métiers d’Art runway feeling only slightly bummed that I wasn’t wearing an all white pantsuit. While the world collectively tunes into the results, I resound to remember that regardless of […]
“But Dad, I’m only nine and I can barely reach the pedals!” I protested. “Jump in. I’ll teach you,” he replied. Grabbing a phone book, he explained the difference between the gas and brake, then I drive him to his brother’s farm, in a trance of terror. “Slowing-down-to-turn” wasn’t part of our one minute lesson, so Dad grabbed the […]
I’m producing my first new app in nearly six years; Mojo : More than a Journal is a spin-off of the Gratitude app released in 2008. The idea didn’t lightning-bolt strike me but rather prodded at me for months through people I trust. In other words, you guys asked me overandoverandover for a new Gratitude app and I finally listened. As the idea morphed from […]