Oh, the enneagram. It is, like many tools, so often misused or misapplied. It feels to me that a lot of folks are stuck between some form of infatuation with the tools or their type and some form of annoying disdain with the whole thing. I’m not a fan of the enneagram. Not the way … Read More
I was setting up to interview an upcoming guest when she told me “I’m sorry I’ll have to be pretty strict with the hour and leave right away. I’m seeing my therapist right after this.” “Absolutely,” I told her. “We’ll probably talk for 45 min.”“Great. I’m really looking forward to this session with her.” Now, … Read More
Toward the end of the introduction of my most recent book, It Is What You Make Of It, is a kind of admonition; a clarion call, as it were. “There is a virtual army of contentious voices around you screaming that life “ is what it is,“ and particularly in places, you feel stuck. Your … Read More
I think it was 6 or so years ago, I was in a session with a therapist who practiced cranial – sacral therapy. Which, in short, attends to the alignment of the body between the cranium (my noggin) and the sacrum (which is pretty much my tailbone). It’s a series of long tensions and pulls … Read More
This episode airs in February of 2020 and gyms all over the country are wrapping up their New Year’s deals to entice newcomers. It’s a poorly kept secret in the fitness world that most gyms (24 hr Fitness, Planet Fitness and the like) harvest the majority of their memberships in January and then.. come February … Read More
The media is biased. Now, let’s put aside the more nuanced reality that there is no “Media” in the sense that there is no singular, monolithic “MediaBeast” that can effectively, collectively or helpfully be critiqued. Let’s agree that there are, instead, thousands (maybe tens of thousands?) of news outlets and platforms, each rooted in and sifting information through its … Read More
This short quote (a parable, really) by Mr. Robot’s lead character Elliot really jumped out at me: “My father picked me up from school one day, and we played hooky and went to the beach. It was too cold to go in the water, so we sat on a blanket and ate pizza. When I got home, … Read More
