“Just as your body takes in food and digests it and assimilates it for nourishment, so the mind takes in ideas and digests and assimilates them for nourishment.”
This is a space to be nourished, inspired, and challenged by what we have heard
and observed in the world around us.
Slow Music
This is a “journal” entry in the most true sense of the word. Something struck me, maybe it was akin to “awe”. That combination of fear and wonder that makes you stop and ponder what just happened to you. This piece is an invitation to stop for a couple of minutes and fall into wonder of your own. What has inspired you this much recently?
From What I Hear
In the past 2 months I have spent time with some of the most interesting people you can imagine. No, you’re not imagining hard enough, I need you to really put your mind to it and picture people in their teens, twenties, mid life, and late life.
River Lessons
This morning I walked up to the window, pressed my forehead against the glass and just let my eyes wander over the scene of miniature icebergs and black-cold flowing water between them. How can anything, cold blooded or warm, survive in such serene and brutal beauty as this?
A Journal about: PRO-Crastination
There’s probably nothing more ironic than waiting 3 months to write a journal entry about procrastination. Maybe there’s a little self-justification going on here, but in fact, I’ve come to the belief that there is a natural rhythm and flow to the pace of developing interesting and well-formed thoughts. Like babies, or seeds, or whiskey, or trees, or skills, or relationships, or pull-ups, or art, or a strategy, etc. There are some things that, despite our technology and modern sense of the need to keep up a ridiculous pace, just require a mixture of steady effort and time in order to become anything significant.
Age and Sitting
Do we take time to wonder at the "priorities" of life? Have we valued the art of sitting down and waiting?
“The Elevator Pitch”
I can’t begin to count the number of nervous eyes I have seen in entrepreneurs whenever you ask them what they do. You might as well have just asked them where their birthmark was, or what they hate most about their own body. It’s this incredibly big question. It’s a mountain.
Taking Our Own Medicine
While lying on an examination table receiving an injection in the . . . let's just say, old-fashioned location, a thought occurred to me. I wonder if these nurses remember what this feels like? Sometimes in the medical world, you can feel like a specimen, an object of study.