Inspired by a conversation about martial arts, and what might not have been, I thought I'd post an anecdote about an eleven-year-old boy who almost didn't make a whimsical but important decision.

I’m (re) learning the importance of breathing deeply to relax the tension in my body, something simple that I often feel I don’t have time for or if I relax, I won’t be focused - things that aren’t true.

Striving towards greater independence, and yet becoming more and more connected to the "whole" - the seemingly paradoxical path of the "Middle Way"...

Something I wrote quite a while ago, but is as relevant today as it was back then. I’m so glad I came across this again, because I forgot for a while that I really needed this reminder.

I’ve always been drawn to superhero shows where the main character’s inner complexity always seems to pull them further from the simplicity they long for. I'm often left with an unsettled feeling that's been predominant throughout as much of my life as I can remember. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out what it is.

The energy I feel from people I have crossed paths with somehow brought me to this posting, which is very muddled, but pure and driving towards something important to me. I figure if I at least make an attempt to write, I'll eventually figure it out how to express it, and be able to share that energy back to those that inspire me so much. Here's to finding the courage to discover your voice in the world...

I wrote this on a plane heading to Montreal on an impromptu business trip. While listening to some good tunes, I had a moment of intensity that filled me with the desire to capture the moment.

If my Self was to "burn down", and I could preserve just one thing, what would it be? What is it within me that matters more than any other thing? Those questions gave rise to this vision...