twelve

twelve

Twelve years have gone since my mother died and it will be coming up on ten for my dad. It’s really strange to comprehend that they are out of my life. As a child I ran to them over and over again and as I grew up, although less frequently, I never stopped running. We...
two ways to get ahead

two ways to get ahead

There are two ways to get ahead. Two distinct ways of getting things done. You can either become very good at doing the right things, or by being the right person. Of course the street of doing the right things is very crowded and you just might be standing next to...
a ticket to ride

a ticket to ride

I have a long running weakness for Russian literature. Maybe not all of Russian literature, just three pillars; Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, and Solzhenitsyn. Yes, I was crazy enough in the day to devour fifteen hundred pages of War and Peace and Brothers Karamazov in a week...
why I write

why I write

The subject has never come up. No one has ever asked me why I write although plenty of people are extremely encouraging and amazed that I write and so consistently. I started writing this rough sketches that weave themselves in and out of my mind every day because I...
spotting a made up crisis

spotting a made up crisis

Not every crisis is real and it’s important to know the difference. Without knowing the difference between a real crisis and a fake crisis, you’ll end up doing a lot of work, a lot of hurting, all the while misdirecting you time for nothing. A crisis needs to stand...
the inevitability of your death

the inevitability of your death

Death is never an easy subject to broach or discuss. It makes us sad and uncomfortable, yet I think dealing with death is at the heart of our human potential and happiness. I’m not talking about dealing with death when someone we are close to dies or when we attend a...