Work

Dropping the rock

I’ve been thinking. I am thinking about dropping rocks, not seeing clearly, and being led. By rock, I mean being stuck in the past, beholden to an old story no […]

Working Vacations: Why we do it and how to stop

I received a desperate email that read, “I’m in leadership, working crazy hours, working through my vacation last week instead of resting, and the story goes on.” The gravitational pull […]

Soulful Exploration Requires Wilderness

The modern world is a hindrance to soulful exploration. The naked soul of man is too timid, too armored to disclose whole truths quickly. Step slowly into the quiet, spacious […]

We are not human doings

Can you remember? Can you remember the last time you walked out your front door and wandered-no plans-no reservations-and explored your own backyard, the simple spots, maybe even the lost […]

Transmissions for the outsiders

If I stopped writing for a while, a pause from publishing and promoting, I’d more readily find the words below the surface.I see now I may never catalog the anthologies […]

Paying Attention to Being On Purpose vs. Off Purpose

So you don’t yet know what your life purpose is, why you are here and what you are here to do. Try paying attention to the moments, the conversations, the […]

Losing our sense of frontier in life

“Without going out into the fresh air, stepping away from the house, without getting caught in a storm, without getting cold, wet, without feeling hungry, a human being begins to […]

Reach for the stuff that’s real

A craftsman cobbler just resoled my fly fishing wading boots, and they’re ready for another “one hundred thousand casts.” The landfill was calling for them. Our modern world has an […]

A good story is not a straight line

Intellectually I know this, “a good story is not a straight line.” In the beginning, I wanted to be a mountain guide, exploring the rugged blank spots on the map. […]

Pierce the veneer of outside things

“We had pierced the veneer of outside things… We had reached the naked soul of men.” — Ernest Shackleton, South The veneer of outside things exists in polished half-truths. “I’m great. […]