Buddhist In Monaco?
byI’m not sure if I’m a Buddhist. I sit. I meditate. I consistently work on being in the moment. I have a deep wonder for the…
I’m not sure if I’m a Buddhist. I sit. I meditate. I consistently work on being in the moment. I have a deep wonder for the…
We’re all looking forward to putting the political schizophrenia and the suffering the global pandemic of 2020 has caused in the rear view mirror. And I…
I cried like a baby when our son was born. I bawled my eyes out when he rode his bike without training wheels for the first…
I have a million other stories/emails/texts to write. And countless social media posts of Mexican sun, Pacific waves, and one of the coolest golf courses I’ve…
This post was going to be about death, love and Lonesome Dove because death, love and Larry McMurtry’s masterpiece about life and death in the old…
We couldn’t wait to get back. Part of my vagabond youth was spent in Antigua in the mid-1990s, and a slightly more mature me has returned…
Many of the important events Caroline and I have shared invariably occur on a sailboat. Our first date involved a nearly blind, navigation-electronics-less cruise through black-bean-soup…
I’m not sure if you’veĀ noticed but…I write about some pretty ridiculous stuff. And even though I must admit that spending way more than my fair share…
Since many of you have heard the incredibly sad news about Peter McGowan’s health. And since many of you have also reached out to see what…
The older I get, the more grateful I get. And part of the reason why I’m getting more grateful (apart from the simple fact that I…
I’m not sure if I could be any more clear or descriptive than the title here. But, the plan is to celebrate my making it to…
There have been times when I’ve had lots to be grateful for but was hopelessly blind to see what it was. There haveĀ been painful times when…