I’m falling apart.

This has always been the case, but I’ve noticed it more lately because my family is moving. Our possessions, fresh out of cardboard boxes, are a random scatter of stuff. It’s as if our former home has dissolved.

The house we’re moving into is also dissolving. It’s old; we’ve been told that some of the foundation stones were dragged here by horses. Since then, maintenance has been…patchy. The roof, insulation, heating, and innumerable other things are in various stages of dissolution.

“Well,” I thought yesterday after moving approximately four billion heavy boxes, “at least all this work will make [...]

I’ve been alive quite some time now. I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain, I’ve looked at life from both sides now—are you youngsters getting these song references? The point is, I’ve been an avid observer of humanity for several decades. But I’ve never felt the sense of portent, of things-about-to-happen, I’m feeling now.

You may feel that way too. Maybe you find yourself getting tired in a way rest doesn’t fix. Confused about whether it’s wise, or even possible, to plan for the future. Braced for the collapse of a thousand familiar things, things we thought would hold forever.

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If you’re familiar with my coaching or writing, you know that I believe our living spaces tend to mirror our inner lives. 

Confusion in our minds may show up as clutter in our closets. A deep loss may be held in the space of a room no one uses any more. A new love may see us rearranging our furniture or putting flowers in every room. Everything in our living space is a metaphor.

Well, right now I’m in a house that’s been cleaned out to sell, and my family hasn’t yet found a house we hope to move into. Nothing [...]

I met Wilson in the jungle. We spent just a few short days together. But in that brief time, Wilson became so much to me. He was a hero. A mentor. A friend. A role model. A sloth.

Okay, mostly a sloth.

When I first caught sight of Wilson, he seemed to be nothing more than a ball of fur wedged into the intersection of two tree branches. This particular tree stood near a gorgeous elevated yoga deck in a place called Imiloa, a retreat center nestled like a jewel into the lush Costa Rican jungle. My partner Ro and I [...]