This is a story about being convinced to do something ludicrous and surviving to tell the tale. A few months ago, a friend told me that he had decided to run the NYC marathon and that I should sign up to run it too. I gave my knee jerk response whenever a crazy person asks... Continue Reading →
So how was your 2016? Yeah, mine too. 2016 felt like I was pushing a cart up a hill and every time I paused to track my progress, I saw I had been going backwards despite my exertion. I was skimming the surface of life, always mentally focused on where I had to be next... Continue Reading →
What does it mean to be a citizen? The complexity of this question reveals itself as you peel away layers of accepted truths. At its most basic level, citizenship is a kind of contract. There are rights you are afforded (or should be) and in return, you recognize certain duties.
Sometimes the melodies in our soul harmonize with fate’s soundtrack and life abruptly makes perfect sense, if only for a moment. The feeling often wisps away faster than smoke through our fingers but if you pay attention, it leaves you changed. Like Narnia, the nature of this experience does not lend itself to being... Continue Reading →
Sometimes at dusk, I look at the sky and I feel a sense of reckoning. If I position my awareness just right, I become balanced between the unfathomable grandness and the relative insignificance of the moment. If I can see the horizon, I can get a sense for the curvature of the earth. As the stars begin to peak through our atmosphere, I get a taste of the size of the universe. I can almost feel the thrumming humanity all around me, everyone all going about the chaos of their days; going about their lives.
In the pantheon of negative emotions, regret is the most revered of all by mere mortals. Anger, fear and even grief are flashier and more noticeable because of their intensity. We give them their due when our lives demand it, but regret is a stone that is never set down. It is a slow burn... Continue Reading →
Nothing great ever happened without a compelling story powering it. Think of the famous men and women of our history. They accomplished great and sometimes terrible things but they are remembered not because of what they did but because their stories were told. The collected details of their lives merge together in the telling... Continue Reading →
Before we were graced with the phrase “haters gonna hate,” Theodore Roosevelt put it a little more eloquently in the oft-quoted Man in the Arena section of his Citizenship in A Republic speech. In it, he tells us that it is not the critic that matters, but rather the person who is actually striving to... Continue Reading →
Parents love regaling non-parents with stories or pictures of their children. Which is annoying to non-parents. I know, because I annoy myself when I’m doing these things except that bragging about our brilliant children is how parents explain to non-parents how it’s totally okay that we can never sleep in on a weekend ever... Continue Reading →