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Resistance Has No Power Of Its Own
“Nothing is more creative, nor destructive, than a brilliant mind with a purpose.” Genius is a neutral entity. Like tofu, it takes on the flavor of whatever sauced it’s immersed in. The hope is, whoever possesses that brain will channel their power into a positive direction. The problem is, evil usually pays better. And chicks dig danger. Stupid dark side and their amazing perks. Inspired by Dan Brown’s new…
A Look Back At All Those Times The World Didn’t End
“You don’t need a lot of downtime for your brain to turn on itself.” Action isn’t just eloquence, it’s the antidote to unhappiness. The smartest, healthiest thing we can do when the waves of sadness come crashing in is to start surfing. Or snorkeling. Or painting a picture of the ocean. Whatever. The waves are an invitation to do something––anything––that burns calories, makes meaning and transports us to a…
Time Ticks In A Really Weird Way
“Comedians are pastors who aren’t lying.” I’ve always appreciated a good preacher. Not from religious perspective, but as communicators and performers, those guys sure know how to deliver a message. When I used to drive across the country, one of my favorite rituals was scanning the radio dial for sermons from local congregations. I laughed. I cried. I took notes. I ran thought experiments. I even called in once, just…
A Sanctuary Where I Could Forget Who I Was
“I wanted to create spaces where people felt held.” About a year ago, I started tinkering with scale. Not sure why. Probably because I moved to a city that was big enough for me. My first experiment was blowing up photographs to poster size. That changed my entire experience of what a picture can be. Next, I began thinkmapping on twenty-foot dry erase walls. That rejiggered my entire creative strategy…
Where Commitment Becomes Another Risky Venture
“Molly makes you feel unplanned, and that’s not a common feeling.” The older I get, the more I feel like not doing drugs puts me in the minority. It’s crazy. Every time I smell pot on the streets or read articles about the high of the moment, another veil gets pulled back. Does everyone do drugs but me? Good lord. And yet, I fully support drugs. People should be allowed to…
Dreams Always Bring More Questions Than Answers
“There’s nothing sexier than not having an agenda.” I’m not here to win. I’m not here to prove myself. I’m not here to be seen. I’m not here to get my name out there. I’m not here to be discovered. I’m not here to make money. I’m not here to network. I’m not here to create mutually beneficial relationships. Once I strip away all the striving, all the expectation and all the…
We See What We Can Afford To See
“Everyone who is making progress in today’s economy isn’t doing something with a certified skill.” When I retired as an entrepreneur and starting looking for a day job, the first order of business was to catalogue my assets. The frustrating part was, I had no advanced degrees, no designations and no certifications. And that made it very hard for potential employers to put me in one of their neat little boxes….
The Forces Of Denial Are Lavishly Funded
“My best experiences as a moviegoer are when I go in knowing as little as possible.” On a daily basis, I recite the mantra, “I expect nothing.” Those three words changed my life. They taught me the virtues of acceptance, mindfulness and relaxation. Why? Because expectation determines outcome. It’s been scientifically proven. If we want to set ourselves up for optimal experiences, it’s not about lowering expectations, it’s about losing them. Inspired…
You’re Scheduled To Be Who They Think You Are
“If you get paid for being crazy, I call that sane.” Yesterday I learned that my nametag topped the list of the worst tattoos in the world. I have to say, I’ve never felt prouder. Not because my ink got ink, but because every day that passes, the joke gets funnier. The audience gets bigger. And guess who’s laughing the hardest? That’s the greatest magic trick you could ever pull….
Too Passionate To Process Rational Thought
“I’ve broken the sharing seal.” I’ve been writing music for twenty years. But it wasn’t until last year that I finally released my work into the world. Partly because I wanted to keep my art to myself, and partly because I was scared of sharing my deepest feelings publicly. What’s interesting is, once the musical floodgates opened, the sharing has only gotten deeper. Since then, I’ve taught songwriting classes, performed at…
