Years ago, I was in court testifying for a friend, and the defense attorney was doing his thing: trying like hell to discredit me. (Good luck with that, bruh.)
“So you’re saying you drank some beer and smoked a few bowls.”
He said this in a lazy faux-SoCal sort of… Read more...
I sometimes read Quora to find out where job seekers’ heads are at and to read stories of human kindness, particularly among strangers.
One such story involved a woman’s victory over road rage.
Something happened out there on the road, and a man pulled in next to her in… Read more...
You can learn a lot about humanity when picking out images for your blog.
Plug in the word “kind” and you’ll see a bunch of people with animals.
(Hey! What about people with people?)
Put in “listen” and you get a bunch of people with headphones
(the exac… Read more...
Whether good or bad,
dreams get into us.
We’ve all had the experience of waking up
or being woken up
in the middle of a dream,
forced to put that dream aside
Incomplete dreams are like incomplete conversations,
a puzzle still in pieces.
Freud called them unfulfilled wis… Read more...
I tend to wake up with a song in my head. Usually a pop song. Not a slow one, a fast one usually. I bop my head to it while I go to the bathroom.
I wonder what it’d be like to sing it out loud. I’m thinking it would perfect, like filling a glass of fruit punch all the … Read more...
Whatever happened, or didn’t happen…
You are always one conversation away from making it right.
And the more difficult the conversation, the more important it is to have and the more beautiful the landscape on the other side.
Wisdom comes from failure; love from loneline… Read more...
In talking with people about their aspirations day-in and day-out, I’ve come to understand that we ALL experience imposter syndrome at some point. (Those of us that don’t, have much bigger problems.)
Here’s the truth: It doesn’t matter how smart you are, wh… Read more...
Are we innately driven to be kind? Or do we have to work at it?
Is kindness linked to some greater purpose or is it just another goal.
Why am I so obsessed with it?
Where did it come from?
My parents are certainly kind. My mom was a nurse, not just in profession but in her heart. She… Read more...
My daughter calls it “Talking about the world.”
Daddy, can we talk about the world?
This means she wants me to pick something she doesn’t know about and explain it to her. And she doesn’t want kid things. She wants adult things. It started when I needed to e… Read more...
I arrived to pick up my daughter at after-school-care at 6 on the dot, which means Hazel was the last kid left. She was cleaning off the tables with the 3 teachers. It was a peaceful scene, a real contradiction to my own hurried state.
The program coordinator stopped her sponging … Read more...