Do you have a recurring dream? I do. It’s a style of dream, never the same exact details, but always finding myself in limbo, overwhelmed, trying to get where I need to be. It’s maddening. When I wake up, I can rarely remember what I was so worked up about, but I am mentally exhausted....Read More

My wife told me recently that she almost spit out her tea laughing at something she read…“My favorite childhood memory is my back not hurting.” It’s funny/not funny, isn’t it? I could add to that sarcastic piece of humor my knees, my shoulder, and countless other body parts. Getting old stinks. And it is inevitable....Read More

In my last newsletter and blog post I suggested that there are five predominant reasons you get out of bed in the morning and go do what you do. Here’s my take on work motives from worst to best: “I’ve got a gun to my head.” “Because I said I would.” “It’s just what I...Read More

Why do you work? Whether it’s to get paid or to serve as a volunteer, what motivates you to go do your thing? There are a range of reasons we get up and get after it. One end of the work incentive scale feels dark and threatening and the other end feels bright and promising....Read More

I don’t want to wind up having simply visited this world. Mary Oliver, “When Death Comes” I hope that quote was inspiring and not depressing! It certainly stirred me in a good way, maybe because this time of year I think deeper thoughts than normal. I suspect you do, too. To simply visit is to...Read More

Emotionally: I’m done Mentally: I’m drained Spiritually: I’m dead Physically: I smile That’s one concise and painfully honest piece of soul-searching, isn’t it?  I’ve been there. That state is indicative of living with an empty bucket. In my last newsletter and blog I asked, “What fills your bucket?” When your bucket is full, life is...Read More

A few weeks ago I was making a quick run to the grocery store. As I pulled into the lot, I noticed a man walking off to my right turn, face me and gesture something that was full of contempt and rage. I wasn’t going too fast. I think I was just in his way....Read More