Who am I - Start Here
This is not a story about who I am, but a quiet recognition of what we all are beneath our stories. A reflection on identity, loss, remembering, and the shared path back to what feels like home.
This is not a story about who I am, but a quiet recognition of what we all are beneath our stories. A reflection on identity, loss, remembering, and the shared path back to what feels like home.
What sort of life are we living? Pause for a moment and let this question cross your mind. What comes to mind when you think about the 'how' of your life? What determines the kind of life we lead? Our family, job, home, environment, career, material assets, where we live... Is that all there is t…
For life to be exactly as it is in this very moment—neither lacking nor excessive—13.8 billion years had to pass since the Big Bang, when everything emerged from a single essence. Over that span, matter, forms, and events took on countless states until finally giving rise to you and the world you…
People who ride motorcycles know that highways are the worst roads you could pick for a motorcycle trip. In fact, you rarely see many motorcyclists on the highway—and if you do, they’re probably there because they have no other choice. Likewise, if you’re on a road filled with motorcyclists, you…
Imagine living for years in a house with dozens of rooms, yet using only one—never opening the doors to any others since you first arrived. You stick to the room initially shown to you, finding it safe, and secretly worry about what might lurk in those other rooms, afraid to open the doors.
For life to be exactly as it is in this very moment—neither lacking nor excessive—13.8 billion years had to pass since the Big Bang, when everything emerged from a single essence. Over that span, matter, forms, and events took on countless states until finally giving rise to you and the world you…
Yesterday, along with whatever belonged to it, has gone, my dear friend. All that was said for yesterday is no more. Now, new things must be said...
Yesterday, despite my strong dislike, I visited a zoo with some family members so the kids could see animals they’d otherwise only know from books. As someone who loves animals and nature with a passion, and who believes that all living creatures have an equal right to exist and live in harmony w…
"Why?" "Yes, but why?" I prefer people who have more questions than answers—people who are rare to find in societies like ours, where almost everyone has an opinion on everything and a ready response to every inquiry. People who recognize that questioning life is a fundamental skill, one that sho…