Okay, here goes. The first semaphore flag is planted in the sand. Out of respect for those of you who, with damned good reason, are sick and tired of those endless invites to follow, pay for a membership, blah, blah, this is kinda that, but not that. Bear with me here. A while back, I stated that I was going to start…

A perfect sweet of a movie reveals what could heal us, but first we have to succumb to enchantment One of the most marvelous gifts of art, whether it’s cooking or making movies, is how art heals us if we would but just let it. The current spate of modern-day book burning among deeply ignorant and fearful parents speaks to the unspeakable lack of joy in such lives, and…

Yeah, it sounds like clickbait. But it isn’t. There’s nothing like starting an article with a chip on your shoulder (Yah, yah, here it comes, another perfect health sales pitch about detox teas…) and realizing you’re dead wrong. I can’t speak for you but that kind of realization effing makes my day. Why? Because realizing I’m dead wrong…

The pursuit of unhappiness, especially your own. Please kindly don’t show up at my house. But wait, there’s more. During some research for another article, I came across a bit of intriguing information about a rather little-known psychiatric disorder that might explain some of what I’m seeing on Medium and elsewhere. The disorder is called Cherophobia, which is when a person has an irrational aversion to being happy.

Reflections on fuckups, fails and the fabulousness of all of it. Dear Reader: This is a longish read, but if you are in the middle of the shits, it might be a really valuable one. I don’t know anyone who isn’t, but there might be a tidbit in this that is useful to you and yours. My social media guru JC’s…

I lost the second most important mentor in my life the day I left for Africa. She left us forever. It was a while before the message got to me. My lifelong friend, mentor, and wonderful Wonder Woman Steffie Allen passed away from complications from Parkinson’s on May 11th. The news finally reached me once I got back. Steffie’s life reads like a storybook of those women we most wanted…

The person you were built the person you are. The person you are now builds the person you will be. Why writing about it helps that journey. The boyfriend of many years moved into my basement in 2018, which was one of my dumber life moves. …

The absolute joy of finding competent care you don’t have to go to battle for in America Sarah leaned back and chuckled. “You’re a beast, we got it,” she laughed. I laughed with her. I didn’t need her to say that, however it’s nice to be acknowledged as someone whose relationship to health is a full-on commitment. I had fired a previous Cranky Old White Man podiatrist…

After some stunning news both personal and national, I have to ask the larger question. Where does the Almighty go when it’s His/Her turn to weep? Some years ago I was working with what might have been called a spiritual teacher who had introduced me to the study of Gurdjieff’s Work. …