I Gave Myself Permission to Bomb

I have a somewhat unusual comfort with public speaking. I once walked into a conference with almost no understanding of what the organizers wanted me to do and hopped on the stage in front of a couple of hundred people with hardly a skipped heartbeat or extra drop of...

The Stoned Writer: When Fear Inhibits Creation

I have a friend with a book idea he’s been noodling on for the last few years. It’s a memoir of sorts, focused on his journey from being raised in the church in the way many people are – with a sense of belonging without a whole lot of intentionality – and how he came...

Third Intention Healing of Our Hearts

I found my soul mate of a dog, Emmie, in 2000 at the pound. Four years later, she picked out her partner in life and crime, Cosmo, at an adoption fair. As in all wonderful, long-term relationships, Emmie and Cosmo formed their own routines and rituals; they chose one...

A Conspiracy of Excellence

Last week was one of those weeks that seemed to have a theme, one wove through a couple of conversations and one Instagram video, like so: Natalia Alvarez, an expert in storytelling to express brand (an anemic description of the magic she weaves) with her company The...

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