My goal is to be MDMA in human form and to, with loving respect, blow your mind enough so that you leave feeling empowered and like that was money and time well spent.

I have been struggling with some demon I have not been able to identify ever since my dad died a year and a half ago.

Birthing a book can be so much more than just sitting at a computer, typing.

Why bother? What’s the point in trying to get a wonderful feeling or vision on paper when chances are really good you are going to fail?

I want to memorize your face because you are teaching me what it means to be beautiful.

I’m not sure how many times I’ve watched this video. Maybe you should get to it before I wear it out.

This is the thing I’ve been circling around saying for the last four posts. The thing has more to do with a feeling than being a thing to say, and so hence the circling.

What you call a need to heal I call life.

It’s not easy being soup.

I left Massachusetts for California on August 15, 2024, with the dream that I was going to finally create a home for myself when I got there.

For the last three and a half years, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be coached and to coach.