In Praise of Writers & Writing

In Praise of Writers & Writing

Today, I’m thinking about this craft of writing that has claimed me since I was two years old and first learned to connect words on the page to the words in my mouth to the words in my ears. Today, I’m feeling into my deep love for writers, and for the community and...
True Desires, True Stories

True Desires, True Stories

Over the past four decades, I’ve collaborated with thousands of clients and students to help them create lives and businesses that they love. Much has changed, in the landscape of our world, during that time. But this truth remains: No matter what circumstances you...
Live Your Own Story

Live Your Own Story

A couple of weeks before my son Jesse’s fourth birthday, he leaned over our kitchen table, crayon in hand, carefully writing his birthday wish-list in crooked block letters on a sheet of drawing paper. From time to time he’d stop, lay his head down on the table and...

Sunday Poem: Buddhist Chronicles 6

BUDDHIST CHRONICLES 6 Suddhodana’s Dilemma The king sits in council with his ministers. His heir has vanished, choosing the ascetic’s empty bowl over the imperial crown. Seven sages had predicted this the day Siddhartha was born. His would be a destiny of...

Sunday Poem #10

Post Mortem This is my father’s child, Mother. My half-sister, Marguerite, here in this photograph. I know you are angry, but bonds of blood compelled me here. I had to see her; could not will her into non-existence, as you do. She should have been at...