Cinnamon Air, a wistful poem
Another of my not-so-recent poems but lighter. Nostalgic. Penned in Sri Lanka.
Poison, a poem about endings
This is one I pulled from my Google Keep archive. It’s not recent but still one I think about.
What I learned working for a bestselling author
Few people have the opportunity to work with an author as thought-provoking, gentle, visionary and far-reaching in purpose as…
Why you should feel good about being a generalist
For a long time I struggled with this idea: To be successful in life you have to focus in…
Success and the law of contraction
Of the many things I have learned recently, “The Law of Contraction” is perhaps the most useful and the…
Why you should hire an explorer to do your marketing
When you think of “good marketing” what comes to mind? For me it’s something that makes me stop. Something…
This One’s For Me, a poem to comfort myself
This poem was written to comfort myself, not for or because of anyone else.
Morning Walk, a poem about being alone in nature
A poem about finding peace alone in nature and about nature’s ability to heal.
This Geode, Us, a poem about new intimacy
This poem is about the beauty of becoming intimate with someone in secret.