Eight Songs
It would take too long to go into the detail of the latest MWP excursion, so I choose to record the highlight – an unexpected but also somehow predictable denouement
It would take too long to go into the detail of the latest MWP excursion, so I choose to record the highlight – an unexpected but also somehow predictable denouement
What follows is a summary of the final flurry of phone calls I had with Karaj over the course of two weeks in mid-December last year. The background is provided
A torrent of thoughts appeared in response to the challenges described in the previous two posts. They led me to two powerful insights, a clash of scripts, and a fork
These next four posts tie up a few loose ends from last year, and set the tone for this one. They examine Karaj’s last two challenges to me, the effect
I got married last month, and two days prior to the wedding I spoke with Karaj. He told me that our conversations over the preceding weeks had finally laid to
I am not one for courting controversy (not any more, at least) and have little interest in posting anything political or contentious online. My writings are, in some measure, influenced
Continuing the theme of trust from the previous post, this one is the result of a conversation with the same friend who inspired the entries, Inhabiting The Silence and Relax
I began this review of 2019 with the impression that my resolution from last year had not lasted long. The more I reflected, however, the more I saw that its