3 Invitations for the New Year

  A few invitations as this year – this historic, this world-changing, this illuminating, this very challenging year – comes to its close: I invite you to avoid the tropes that shovel all of 2020 into the dumpster fire to be incinerated. Life is too complex,...

Turning Down the Focus on Goals

  I often meet clients who are struggling with a part of themselves only to discover that, tuned to a different level, the very thing that most vexed them is also among their greatest strengths. A hyper-focus on what disasters might come modified into an...

Gritty, Determined, Stubborn Optimism

  On Saturday night, Theresa and I hunkered down for the two hours and 40 minutes of theatrical goodness that is Hamilton. Like many people, I’ve had my kick of listening to the soundtrack on a loop and yet though every bit of dialogue in the production is...

Rearranged Socks, Rearranged Thoughts

  I was 19 when I bought a proper piece of furniture for myself for the first time. The man at the junk shop – which is to say, the kind of antique store that can be found along poorly traveled roads, selling this and that out of old ramshackle buildings that...

Seven Years and I’m More a Fool than Ever

  …only the fool thinks he is wise; the wise man knows himself to be a fool. Perhaps to be educated is to be a fool. The wise man knows that for the small pile of books and experiences that lay behind him, there are infinitely more to go.                    ...

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