Personal Essay
Why Shame Loneliness?
Yes, I am lonely sometimes, and that's OK
Personal Essay
Coming Out of a Hiding Place (and Back into the Arena)
On avoiding doing the real work and hiding behind perpetual preparation (with the lame excuse that I need it)
Newsletter
168.2.1 | 2023_WK40 On Being a Resolute Warrior
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Books
Man's Search For Meaning
A powerful message on life's transitoriness
168.2.1 | 2023_WK39 On The Places We Trap Ourselves In
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Midlife Liminality Series Part 3: Separation from the Glorious Past
Not only a separation from the glory of the past but also the willingness to plunge into the sea of darkness of the unknown
Personal Essay
Taming the Internal Conflict Part 2: Self-Awareness
Do you find it hard to be with your thoughts? If you do, that could raise some red flag 🚩
168.2.1 | 2023_WK38 Are Forgetting Ourselves?
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Existentialism
What's the Point of Life?
And two inspiring ideas of what it may be
168.2.1 | 2023_WK36 On Putting Things Into Perspective
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
168.2.1 | 2023_WK35 On The True Cost of Embracing a Life of Mediocrity
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168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Self-Mastery
Self-Sabotage: What Our Choices Say About Us
Do you find yourself thinking every day that this is what you want? This is it, where you are now, and where you want to be in life is here in this comfort zone. And you choose this because you prefer comfort and security over distress.
168.2.1 | 2023_WK34 On Making Intentional Choices
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Words of My Life
Wallace the Brave Dog Part 1: You Had Me At Hello
Part 1 of 3 short stories about my dog; Wallie, and his remarkable power to rock my world and shape who I've become.
168.2.1 | 2023_WK33 On Acknowledging, Accepting, and Letting It Go
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
168.5.2.1 | 2023_WK32 On Marking a Year of Thriving
168 hours have slipped away, leaving our lives that much shorter, what have we accomplished, changed, or how have we expanded? Are we fortified in strength, adorned with newfound happiness, or graced with wisdom? These hours are our canvas—have we painted it with growth?
Nurturing the Soul: Taking Self-Care To the Next Level
Quick note on how to enhance your emotional health, maintain balance, and live an intentional life when the day is gloomy.
Mapmaker
I am the Mountain
Mountains are not the most remarkable things we conquer, but ourselves.