Whatever You Think or Feel, the Universe Says Yes – Part III
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The series IntroductionPart I – The Attitude That Precedes YouPart II – The Scientific Frame: Unus MundusPart III – We Are Strange AttractorsPart IV – The Dark SidePart V –…
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Whatever You Think or Feel, the Universe Says Yes – Part II
The series IntroductionPart I – The Attitude That Precedes YouPart II – The Scientific Frame: Unus MundusPart III – We Are Strange AttractorsPart IV – The Dark SidePart V –…
Whatever You Think or Feel, the Universe Says Yes – Part I
The series IntroductionPart I – The Attitude That Precedes YouPart II – The Scientific Frame: Unus MundusPart III – We Are Strange AttractorsPart IV – The Dark SidePart V –…
Whatever You Think or Feel, the Universe Says Yes
The series IntroductionPart I – The Attitude That Precedes YouPart II – The Scientific Frame: Unus MundusPart III – We Are Strange AttractorsPart IV – The Dark SidePart V –…
The Living Language of Synchronicity
Synchronicity isn’t cosmic coincidence. It’s how your story talks back to you, revealing which narrative threads are alive and which need attention. The World as Mirror and Dialogue Partner Synchronicity…
Stop Trying to Find Your Purpose (And Start Living It)
You’ve probably heard it a thousand times: “Find your purpose.” As if your reason for being is hidden somewhere. Like in the right career, the perfect relationship, or maybe at…
The Oracle’s Enduring Challenge
Above the temple of Apollo at Delphi, carved into stone that has outlasted empires, two words wait: γνῶθι σεαυτόν. Know thyself. Not a greeting. Not advice, but a command that…
Walking the Margins
I’ve always felt most at ease on the edges of things. At parties, I drift toward the bookshelves. In conversations, I’m the one asking the question that sends everyone sideways.…
Narrative Alchemy: The Art of Changing Your Story
You are an actor reciting a script you didn’t write. We all live by stories, those patterns of limitation, fear, and unworthiness inherited from our family, our culture, or our…
Irreverence is good for the soul
I was walking my usual path when a curl of pipe smoke drifted across the morning air. Out of the mist appeared Lin Yutang, the laughing philosopher himself, strolling as…
Running with the Red Queen
This afternoon at Habano Café, Mike and I sank into one of those conversations that stretch out over burgers and coffee, meandering through memory and possibility. We reminisced about our…
Rethinking Success: Farmer or Hunter/Gatherer?
We’ve inherited a story of success that looks a lot like farming. Put your head down. Work the land. Plant the seeds of skill and discipline. Grind away for years.…
2025 Week 38 Notes: Building the Vision
This week has been about laying scaffolding around a vision, the kind of quiet construction that doesn’t always look dramatic from the outside but changes everything on the inside. I’ve…
playing the player
The chessboard is the world; the pieces are the phenomena of the universe; the rules of the game are what we call the laws of Nature. The player on the…
hacking hope itself
I discover hope’s source code on a Thursday morning, staring at my coffee cup like it holds the secrets of the universe. Which, in a way, it does. The revelation…
the dance between ‘I’ and ‘Me’
The dance between I and Me lives right at the heart of selfhood, it’s the movement between the actor and the mask, the subject and the object, and the experiencer…
the devil’s ink; the soul’s fire
I’ve been exploring Nick Bantock’s “The Archeo: Understanding and Developing Your Archetypes”. I’m sitting here in quiet reflection after another powerful journaling/meditation session; the question that keeps circling back to…
field note from death’s dancefloor
This morning the Thoth deck placed Death in my hand with the peculiar weight that only certain cards carry—that gravitational pull of significance that makes the fingers tingle and the…
the crack in the wall
The Alley of Consensus The concrete stretches endlessly in every direction, a monotonous expanse of gray that swallows the horizon. Buildings tower above me like tombstones, their surfaces scarred with…
lose small mind, free your life
“When you lose small mind, you free your life.” That lyric cuts right into the marrow of things. It’s a perfect koan dressed up in nu-metal clothing. Small mind is…