
Choosing Generosity
Generosity has never been the first thing I reach for. So this year, wherever the choice is mine, I lean toward it, and it has

Generosity has never been the first thing I reach for. So this year, wherever the choice is mine, I lean toward it, and it has

Sunday Reflections Every morning now, after meditation, my gratitude list and a made bed, I pick up a broom. We have a robot cleaner and

It’s always been part of coaching. But lately, this topic seems to creep up everywhere. A friend was telling me how his friends seem lost

We judge others. All the time. Sometimes for good: “Wow, she’s so talented!” And often, not so good: “What an idiot! Why would he do

I had one of those life conversations with a friend last week. “Do you know the story of the ant and the grasshopper?” he said.

Shit happens. To all of us. Indiscriminately. The question — the only one worth asking — is how we respond to it. To be

Miss Ear was the one who showed up first, regularly. Her ear was tipped, and so she became Miss Ear. Then came Freddie—friendly and aloof

“miracle” is my new song collection of meditations on the exquisite fragility of life. Each of us walks forward never truly knowing what tomorrow will

We left the café this morning with warmth spilling from our hearts, though the coffee itself? Ordinary. Nothing our own kitchen couldn’t match. Yet something extraordinary had happened in that unremarkable hour. The Hidden

The Bridge in “Annyeonghaseyo!” I’ve written before about our practice of greeting everyone we pass on Jeju’s trails and streets—how a simple “Annyeonghaseyo” transforms strangers into

Where does meaning live? What comes after love? Why does hate exist? How much grief can we handle? Where did my left sock

The world is broken. I see it in the headlines – more bombs, more starvation, another atrocity, another child’s face that I cannot unsee.