Not your typical “new year, new me” speech. — This year, give up invalidating yourself. Relating to yourself as incapable. Making yourself wrong. Give up resisting the parts of yourself you don’t like, for when you resist the rapids, you get hurled into stones. Instead, celebrate them. …

On context, performance, and the underutilization of language. — “The limits of my language are the limits of my world.” — Ludwig Wittgenstein It’s so easy, isn’t it? To take note of an event and immediately, instinctively, deliver a sharp and cutting remark to encompass what just took place. …

The ultimate transcendence in this random, meaningful game. — I don’t know where to start. Never could I have predicted after nearly thirty years of existence, fourteen years of schooling, thirteen years in the workforce, and countless books, tapes and seminars, I’d have a mind this empty. In a way, I’m lost. And another, I’m home. Freedom, though a…

On loneliness, self-absorption, and the backlash of personal growth. — “How you do anything is how you do everything.” — T. Harv Eker I always felt useless as a kid. …

How to avoid the trap. — Vulnerability. Authenticity. Courage. Imperfection. By now, most all of us have heard the importance of embracing these states and qualities when it comes to communicating with others. We get that “fake it ‘till you make it” doesn’t really work anymore. …

This is it. — “This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I…

This is not about making you happy. — Look, your life is fine. A full-blown transformation of who you are might not be what the doctor ordered — I couldn’t offer that within a 1,000 word blog article, anyway. You are not required to undergo any changes if you choose not to. As it stands, you and I…

Living doesn’t occur by accident. — The sun bled through my bedroom window with brilliance this morning. Despite short-changing myself an additional hour of sleep to let my mind wander, I arose from my slumber with velocity as the clock struck seven. My body began to move, while my mind remained at a standstill. I made…