TL;DR: People ask me how my mom is doing. Last week, in Alaska, from overseas, around the neighborhood, at a family reunion in the middle of the San Francisco Bay. I know every one of them means it. The question is a good one; but, it is the question...

TL;DR: I was teaching a room how to be present with each other when I found out the man who taught me presence had died. I finished the session. Then I spent the night writing … while I was grieving. I'm still sitting with what that says about how I'...

TL;DR: Most of what matters was built long before anyone was watching. I keep finding myself in rooms where I am seeing the final moments - and current impacts - of what took years to build. On the Work Below the SurfaceTSN 26.27 July 19, 2026Fr...

TL;DR: Halfway through the year, and the number feels different than I expected. My mother's anniversary arrives this week, and with it a silence where her voice used to be. The house I'm living in right now holds grief and space at the same time. So...

TL;DR: The most important things I carry, I found. I found them in books, in biographies, in the lives of people who went all in on who they were. The ones who shaped me most were already deep into their work long before I was paying attention. I'v...