The ThreeFold Grid’s capacity is made available by farmers — entrepreneurs who provide capacity by connecting hardware to the ThreeFold Grid. They build a more sustainable Internet for generations to come. …

We’d entered Laos through Northern Vietnam a week or maybe ten days prior. Muang Ngoi, the town we arrived in was quiet, to say the least — home to several hundred locals & a “layover” for travelers. Tired from a month of constantly moving, we spent a few days there…

Last June, my girlfriend & I took part in a week-long silent meditation retreat in Koh Samui, Thailand. It was simple. We slept in wooden cots with wooden pillows, situated in large open rooms. Two large geckos lived in mine. We woke up before the sun. We had two meals…

Some number of years ago, the man awoke — not just from the night’s sleep, but from a deep, deep slumber that had lasted more than thirty years. Some number of years ago, the man awoke — as he had done the morning before, and all the mornings before that…

It’s 6:22am. I’m sitting in San Francisco International Airport. I landed here seven & a half hours ago from New York, & I leave in five & a half hours for Shanghai. & then a short flight to Phnom Penh. & then a bus to Siem Reap. All in all…

I just did 30 days of guided meditation & chronicled each of my classes here. This is a series to share lessons learned. (First learnings.) (Getting There, Slowly.) 30 days. 18 classes. 9 hours & 15 minutes of meditation. Lots of silence. Lots of stillness. Occasional chanting. Good stuff. So…

As a teacher of mine put it the other week, think of your mind as the peak of a mountain, that reaches into the clear, blue sky. & your thoughts & emotions are clouds, that are just passing by. A flexible mind is one that is open to thoughts &…

Inhale. Exhale. Repeat, forever. This is a little heady, but… A remarkable companionship exists between us & our breath. From the moment (more or less) that we come into this world until the moment we leave it, the breath is with us. It’s our first friend, & our last. There is truth in the breath. & everything else is just a story — a perception of reality. What you think. The way you feel. What you think others feel. It’s all made up, really. The only real — the only truth — is now. & the breath is now. The breath is constant. It provides comfort. & it’s the only guarantee, really.

When I left Vayner four months ago, I had a vision for how things would go. I’d decompress, travel for a few months, come home to New York, & pick my life back up. I’d find the next career opportunity. Work hard. Play basketball in the mornings. Brunch on the…