The love of money (avarice) is the root of all types of evil.
— 1 Timothy 6:10
It was my favorite scene from the movie The Ten Commandments, broadcast every Easter on ABC. As a good Catholic family, we watched this epic Hollywood recounting of the story of the Jew's salvation from their Egyptian slave masters every year. The golden calf, made from the spoils of Israelite wealth, was hoisted in the air as half-naked men and women danced around it in an orgy of greed. Meanwhile, Moses, upon Mount Sinai, conversed with God, receiving his roadmap to a good…
Blessings to you all on this beautiful Sunday. I hope that our connection finds you… well you. If it does not, I pray that you will find yourself and love what you find.
So, did that title get your attention? STOP TRYING TO HEAL. What am I saying for God’s sake? Sounds a little messed up doesn’t it? Pro tip: I always make it a practice to listen a little closer when something sounds messed up.
If the multitude of ‘healers’ on social media are to be believed, we are all in need of healing from the brokenness of our…
Blessings to you all on this beautiful Sunday. I hope that our connection finds you daydreaming. If it does not, I pray you will be lost in an expansive daydream for a while.
What if you could work every day doing something you loved to do?
What if what I was taught about my history was incomplete and there is so much more?
What if I tackled making bread and I mastered it?
What if all the people in jail for marijuana offenses were set free?
What if you just told that person how you REALLY feel?
What if you…
I spent the entirety of 2018 seeking. It was my first full year post divorce. For anyone who has been through this transition you know that you don’t get out of it without some self reflection. Some people avoid this by-product, but I relished in it. In June of that year, I found myself in Rocky Mountain National Park. I decided on an afternoon hike my last day in Colorado. I knew it would be beautiful, I didn’t know it would change my life.
I wrote this piece shortly after the hike, and before I started publishing my work. As…
Blessings to you all on this first Sunday in July, I hope that our connection finds you experiencing flow, but if frustration abounds, I hope you find the flow soon.
I am a writer. As such, I have an intimate relationship with flow. When I am in flow, words literally pour out of me neatly ordered and ready to deliver. When I am not in flow emptiness is present.
Sunday Sermon usually starts to develop a few days in advance, so when I wake on Sunday and begin writing, it’s already formulated or at least the idea is there. …
Blessings to you all on this beautiful Sunday. I hope that our connection finds you enjoying agency in your life. If it does not, I pray your hands will be untied to live the life you want to live.
I am currently in the beautiful Rocky Mountains, tucked away among the trees and stone. I took a wonderful hike up in the mountains yesterday. Whenever I am able to immerse myself in the land I find two things. A deep understanding of the immensity of time, and the clear agency of every living thing around me.
In the process of working with a core team of intentional men to develop the Sanctuary Men’s Weekend, I’ve spent a fair bit of time researching Dude Gurus, because many of them are facilitating retreats for men. For the record, a Dude Guru is a life coach specializing in men.
As with most things marketed to men there is always a deliverable, and I’ve seen a couple of trends across all of these offerings. 1) The Dude Guru knows how to fix your life and they are going to teach you how to do it. You need their special sauce…
May 16th, 2021
“Police shootings of children spark new outcry, calls for training to deal with adolescents in crisis”
“House Republicans oust Cheney for calling out Trump’s false election claims, minimize Jan. 6 attack on Capitol”
“Death Toll Climbs and Arab-Israeli Protests Intensify as Israel and Gaza Slip Toward War.”
“Ransomware attacks could reach ‘pandemic’ proportions. What to Know About the After the Pipeline Hack”
“Opinion: My majority-Black city went weeks without potable water. This wouldn’t happen in a Whiter town.”
I stopped here.
These were the first five headlines on the Washington Post’s daily email, The Post Most, last…
‘I love you.’
I said it as he stepped back into the truck he’d borrowed from his dad to procure some supplies for my garden. We’d just finished up our adventure at the otherworldly city dump filling burlap bags with fresh compost, still hot enough to steam up the bed of the truck. After a little lunch, and some more conversation, we were back at my place for the drop-off.
As usual, our time together was a satisfying mix of storytelling, deep dives, music, a few laughs, comfortable silence, some occasional knowing glances and a dog. Our time always begins…
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