• The Gentle Art of Going With Your Gut

    By a guy who’s been wrong, right, chased, pelted, lectured, and occasionally saved by his own instinct. Let me break it down. When I was a boy, I spent most of my time playing street games — running around like a feral cat with pockets full of marbles and absolutely no sense of self-preservation. But…


  • The Best Thing with Four Legs

    What’s good about having a pet? Well, let me count the ways—though if you’ve ever shared your home with one, you probably don’t need convincing. First off, it’s waking up in the morning and finding someone—wide-eyed, tail going like a propeller—already convinced that this is going to be the best day ever. Before coffee, before…


  • Three Years from Now (Assuming I Don’t Win the Lottery or Get Hit by a Bus)

    “What will your life be like in three years?” they ask, as if I’ve got some grand master plan drawn up on a whiteboard somewhere. Truth is, I don’t. I barely know what I’m having for lunch tomorrow, let alone what I’ll be doing in 2028. But if the universe doesn’t hurl any major surprises…


  • The Weight of Silence, Echoes of a Broken Heart

    July 2012. I flew back to California with a broken heart, not like a girlfriend bad breakup kind, nor the one that stings when life simply doesn’t go your way. No, this was something deeper, something that reached into my very core and shattered everything I thought I knew about love, trust, and the life…


  • We the People, Once More

    These days, there is fear in the air. Not the kind that comes from the deep woods or the things that go bump in the night, but the kind that seeps in when we stop questioning, when we let the loudest voices drown out reason, when we start believing that our neighbors are the enemy.…