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Life Happens – Unexpectedly During a Pandemic Sponsored Self-Imposed-Lock-down

When something is bothering her, she tells us. When she’s scared she comes to us and let’s us know. When she makes a mistake she apologizes. When she wants love or reassurance she knows how to ask for it. When she wants to be alone because she needs quiet, or she needs to process something, she finds a quiet spot to do that.

The Tree

Look, me and baboons simply don’t need to be occupying the same space. Figuratively or literally. If you know me well enough you may have heard me tell real-life stories of my own encounters with them in Cape Town and outside of Johannesburg. I sure as hell don’t want them in my head wreaking havoc. If I search these memories deeply enough I can still hear my NYC burrough, O.G. Jewish Grandma yelling at my sister and I to quit screaming about baboons on the roof from the backseat of the 1972 era Ford. Ah yes. Good times.

Curiosity Out There

Somewhere out on the horizon, down a rediscovered backcountry trail, the sun is rising over a campsite. A rooftop tent splays out from the top of an off-grid trailer pulled behind a well-equipped overland vehicle. Out here it’s quiet with occasional noises created by what is meant to be here. Leaves and twigs that rustle, creak and crack in the wind above and sometimes may crunch under the cautious feet of passing wildlife on the floor below.

A View and a Path

Standing at the kitchen sink early this morning, I twiddled the blind open and looked outside. I noticed how inside I was in that moment and how just beyond there was outside. I paused before beginning to wash a few dishes. I settled my stance more firmly onto the floor. Quickly I took a moment to notice more. What did this shift in my stance feel like? Was my head looking downward or up and outward? Was I consciously, now practicing, “presencing?”

In Our Seasons of Living

When we got there to the top of that hill which is now known as the Southern Boundary, I saw two trees.  Pinon and Juniper. I knew those two trees were generously inside the southern line. I said to my wife and our two sons, “Okay, we’ll stop here.  This is where we will make our very first prayer before we enter this land.”

Common Threads of Inspiration

Family and friends want to know: what is the “Inspired Story Telling Beginnings” Retreat?
I’ve been asked to define this by a few people. Inspired Storytelling Beginnings is a retreat with a focused curiosity about a woven fabric of many stories and the common threads among them.

A Co-Active Law Enforcement Program

This is a resource where LEOs have the opportunity to experience and develop true leadership through experiential learning and reconnect with their own clarity, purpose and fulfillment in their important roles in the communities they serve.

Your Brand Experience is Impacted by Compassion, Empathy, Truthfulness

Here’s what I learned when I looked at this further….There’s immediate disconnection from your audience — the person you are seeking to engage in conversation with or initiate a client/customer relationship with — even if your eye contact and body language is good.

At the Core

A funny thing happened on my way to the ranch. Something that I did not expect. A path that felt like I was circling around something I had long been disconnected from and almost did not recognize.