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By |October 14th, 2015|

This is what I woke up with, not sure where it came from:

“The ocean lives in front of him. It’s constant, but shows up each day disguised as something else. From the angry, gun-metal grey waves forcing their way onto the beach to the […]


By |October 8th, 2015|

I am not sure how I feel about money. On the one hand, it’s pretty great and let’s me do a bunch of neat stuff. On the other hand, it messes with my head and makes me believe I am someone I’m not. It […]

Sum of the Parts

By |October 6th, 2015|

I was sitting in the office of the sales guy at the dealership, talking about buying a new car. The more we talked, the more I realized I never wanted the damn thing in the first place. How did I get there?

Every so often […]

Talking Turkey

By |October 5th, 2015|

There were ten of us at dinner last night. The conversation turned to food, and its cost and quality. Everyone there was involved somehow in growing, distributing, buying, or financing. We were united in our belief that we’re fucked.

The common conditioning is that we […]

Sowing and Reaping

By |October 2nd, 2015|

This weekend it’s time to plant garlic. I thumb each clove into the dirt, cover the bed with straw, and that’s it. Nothing apparent happens for a very long time. It’s not until next July that we’ll see any harvest.

The garden is the one […]

What A Fool Believes

By |October 1st, 2015|

‘Lying is still lying even if it’s to yourself’, a friend once said. I can be quite convincing. I’m a sucker for my own bullshit.   I can be like two drunks at the bar trying to keep each other sober.

I’m not always giving myself […]

Feeling Groovy

By |September 29th, 2015|

This past weekend I was accused of not walking fast enough. I think that shows real progress.

I’m not known for slow. Not that fast means I save any real time. Instead of measure twice, cut once – I’ll measure quickly, cut too short, then […]

Learning vs. Doing

By |September 28th, 2015|

The conversation was about flow. “skills are on the x axis, while difficulty is on the y. The goal is to find the point where the two intersect, up there, on the right”. Something I am good at, that is really hard to do.

I […]

I Can’t Get No

By |September 23rd, 2015|

I am having one of those weeks where I can’t come up with anything great to write about. I’ve started this blog about a dozen times so far. From the dog that kept me awake, to the people in the bike lane with their […]

Am I Rich?

By |September 21st, 2015|

In his later years my dad used to say he was rich – rich in family. We didn’t grow up with a lot of extra money. My mum made do with the clothes she had, and we ate a lot of casseroles. I remember […]

I’m Now Undecided

By |September 18th, 2015|

I watched most of the Canadian leaders debate last night. I felt at times like a little kid standing in the living room watching my parents fight. I wanted to cry out “just stop yelling at each other, please!”

This was not three impassioned men […]

Get a Job

By |September 17th, 2015|

I met with a university graduate yesterday who represented himself  just like everybody else. Now that he’s done school it’s time to look for a job to start his career. My sense is he wants to fit in, when what he needs to do is stand […]

Who Else Is Going?

By |September 16th, 2015|

The compost tea workshop I am running this coming weekend has only one sign up. The organizer said they might cancel because ‘it’s not worth it’ for just one person. I beg to differ.

There is someone out there who decided all on their own […]

Who Are The People In My Neighbourhood?

By |September 15th, 2015|

I took over a jar of canned tomatoes and a bottle of wine to my friends next door as a thank you. They had stood vigil all day as my boat washed up on the beach and I wasn’t around. What’s great is I […]

Easy Come, Not So Easy Go

By |September 14th, 2015|

‘The cravings will come and go”, instructed the little how-to-quit smoking card I picked up off the ground. Easy for them to say. I don’t smoke but I know when I am in the midst of an urge, desire, or want the idea that […]

Still Crazy, After All These Years

By |September 11th, 2015|

The hardest time of day was after school. I was never sure who I was coming home to.   Sometimes she was in the kitchen getting dinner ready, others she was passed out on the couch. Why, these many decades later, is that memory so […]


By |September 10th, 2015|

“So, what can you tell me about being a father?” asked the young, soon-to-be dad. He had his notebook and pen at the ready. It struck me that my answer isn’t really something one would write down.

I vividly remember the sunny afternoon, 26 years […]

I’m Asking

By |September 9th, 2015|

I got a text from a friend yesterday that started with “you were right”. I mention it, because, well, that doesn’t happen very often.

On the weekend I was about to provide a great solution to a problem when the intended receiver stopped me with, […]

Fall and Rise

By |September 8th, 2015|

It’s dark in the morning now and I can hear rain on the roof. Summer’s fading fast and fall is making its presence known.

Summer is irrational. It’s a time to ditch the routine, shed the clothing, and enjoy long lingering nights, heat, water, outside. […]


By |September 7th, 2015|

So I booked myself a massage. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve done that in my life. They asked what kind I wanted. I decided on one called ‘deep tissue’ as I figured that was the most utilitarian, one […]

Not Business As Usual

By |September 4th, 2015|

“I only come here for the dancing”, shouted the guy next to me last night at the party. We’re at a business conference, but he totally made sense.

It’s a weird event. There’s little talk of getting rich or going public. It’s more about vulnerability, […]

So That

By |September 3rd, 2015|

She was telling me how mindfulness can help me in business. I am sure it can, but isn’t that kind of a weird application? Isn’t the point for it to stand on it’s own, in that moment? It got me thinking about the things […]

Back To School

By |September 2nd, 2015|

September, time to buy new pens and duotangs. There is anticipation of what is going to happen now that the unscripted days of summer are replaced with the rhythm of fall. Blank pages, books, different ideas.   It’s back to school.

Walking back in to the […]

The Future Is Now

By |September 1st, 2015|

I have written a letter for my boys to read once I’m dead. It was meant to just be instructions on what to do with stuff like bank accounts, etc. But, as I wrote, I realized that it was really about the future. I […]


By |August 31st, 2015|

“It goes from centre to circumference”, said the producer at breakfast. I was asking why the movie set I had spent a couple of days on was so happy.

My friend who wrote, and is now directing, the film was the guy in the middle. […]

Nothing More Than Feelings

By |August 28th, 2015|


Totally underestimated the withdrawal. A couple of days ago I stopped drinking coffee, not because there’s anything wrong with it, but because I wanted to pay attention. I thought changing up my routine, my ritual, would cause something to happen. It has. An incredible […]

Stop Thinking

By |August 27th, 2015|

Lisa read me something by Richard Rohr. He’s a priest for folks who want to believe in God, but are tired of run of the mill religion.   He said “Instead of trying to think your way into a new way of living, live your […]

De Caf

By |August 26th, 2015|

I gotta quit the coffee. It’s not doing me any good, and I don’t need any more stimulation that what’s going on already in my brain.

But, man, it’s hard. I love the smell of the grinding beans, the French press, the signal that the […]