Facebook is my Hippy Commune
I post a lot. In real life, I also share a lot. It’s a little like food – for my grandmother, food was tangible love, a wonderful thing to give and receive. Facebook is the cocktail or dinner party...
View ArticleIt’s Raining Dandruff: On the Flake Epidemic
May I make a request? It’s a simple thing. When someone presents an invitation, it’s a kindness. And to repay this kindness, this “hey, I want to include you in my dinner party or an important...
View ArticleThe Best Second Option
What makes a relationship successful? For just about every kind of relationship married couple, parent and child, co-worker, volunteers, dear friends, or a combinations of several of these, we have the...
View ArticleSock Bonds Broken
In most cases, socks live in pairs, beautifully matched if unevenly worn. In our home, they live alone. My toddler’s socks may be strangely stained, found strewn behind the piano or next to the toilet...
View Article8 Things
I grew up on what’s best described as a hippy commune called the Temple of Yoga in Coconut Grove, Florida (where I happen to be right now). This broke up when I was about 6 or 7, when my parents split....
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Morning Alms in Luang Prabang
It’s 6:00am. I’ve been up since 5:00. Unseasonably cold and damp, with out of monsoon rains just past, Luang Prabang has fully woken, on…what is this?…Monday? The night began with coughing fits,...
View ArticleVertical Jungle: From Luang Prabang to Vang Vieng, Laos
Seven hours today up and down mountains, making our starting point in Luang Prabang, ringed with peaks, look flat. We rode in a giant bus up onto their shoulders, thousands of feet above sharp valleys...
View ArticleArt and Tech in the Bay Area: Bigger Pie Thinking for Mutual Benefit
In 2002, I co-founded Frey Norris Gallery, an international art gallery in San Francisco that I helped run for ten years. In one sense, my partner and I accomplished something great: we created an...
View ArticleSuperheroes: Myths, Religions and Comic Books
“Man looks for a superman in the fantastic reality of heaven [but finds] nothing there but the reflection of himself.” — Karl Marx — Superheroes. They’ve been around for millennia. For thousands of...
View ArticleThe End of Rose Colored Glasses (in work and romance)
No more rose colored glasses. I can’t. It’s not that it’s what’s best and I refuse. I literally can’t. Fish can’t breath air. Humans can’t breath water. But I can be romantic. I feel and care for...
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