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...
false sense of urgency

false sense of urgency

We often experience and emit a false sense of urgency. We overestimate the importance of the wrong things and underestimate the value of the right things. We are a funny race of people. Running this way and that. Getting excited about this and the other. We live life...
I’m busy and have no time

I’m busy and have no time

You might hear someone say this today or perhaps it will be you that utters these unfortunate words. I’m busy and I have no time. Busy and no time. Emily Dickinson beautifully and poignantly exposed the folly of this statements in her poem The Chariot. She wrote,...
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...