October 23, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Personal Development, Stewardship, Leadership, Entrepreneurs
Into the well of spiritual exhaustion It amazes me that I have been a guest of this world for 54 years. Like many people I speak to in my generation, we feel as vital as we did in our thirties, yet the reflection in the mirror sometimes shocks. “Who is that person?”...
October 22, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Personal Development, Stewardship, Leadership, Entrepreneurs
A burst of light…can hit you at anytime After a wonderful, rich conversation with Cindy Wigglesworth today on the subject of her life’s work, Spiritual Intelligence, she defines spiritual as the innate human need to be connected with something larger than...
October 21, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Personal Development, Stewardship, Leadership, Entrepreneurs
For in the next breath, or maybe the one after that…or even after that…comes the miracle Most people know the feeling of nothingness after you have poured your heart and soul into something and it hasn’t worked out. But here is the rub…it is not that it hasn’t worked...
October 15, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Personal Development, Stewardship, Leadership, Entrepreneurs
Finding the spirit in science As a student of anatomy, I spent many days in the lab doing human dissection. On Day 1, we were all nervous. Would we be able to control our reactions to seeing a cadaver for the first time? The answer to that question was easy, and...
October 14, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Current Affairs, Dare to Care-Conscious Communication, Personal Development, Stewardship, Leadership, Entrepreneurs
Control is powerlessness masquerading as power This I heard quoted by my teacher/guide Hiro Boga on an audio this morning on my run. The subject was power. Real, authentic power. You know, that stuff we all have yet often misplace? The stuff that has been abused in...
October 14, 2014 | Beauty of Beginnings, Personal Development, Personal Sustainability
The arc of my next evolution On this morn, I was fighting inner demons. Old stories of failure, hardship, and being alone in the world. It seemed fitting that the sky was a story of greys. Yet I found beauty here, in the drizzle. The drama of the greys. And from the...
