I admit it: I’m angry. I’m angry that anyone of any age in my country would commit premeditated murder, much less in a church prayer session. We’re supposed to be a nation of good guys. A beacon to the world that democracy works in the end. The land of the free and the home of the brave. What was brave…
I have a friend. Call him Sam. He’s in his late 60s. He lives across the US, so I don’t see him that often. Our friendship has endured for years. I really like and respect him. Yet I am watching him grow angrier before my eyes. If his purpose is to teach me what NOT to do, he is succeeding brilliantly. I imagine his wife…
My wife and I are just back from a long, romantic weekend in Manhattan. One of our favorite things is to be alone together in another city where no one knows who we are nor wants anything from us. We think of these trips as renewals, a way to break free of the everyday. This NYC trip was packed: A…
The African-American man was decently dressed, very well spoken, had the good sense to tell me his name (John) and put his hand out to shake mine. He told me his age which was exactly my own. In his case it was said as an apology, as if at this age he shouldn’t be in this position. He pulled out…
I recently gave a speech about life planning, talking about how it’s best to start that plan with being real about where you actually are now. One of the audience members objected, saying that she needed to imagine future goals as a motivator. As in carrot, not stick. I understand. But it’s been my experience that when my clients begin…