What I Noticed…in Santa Cruz SEX A young man stood watch at the hotel pool. In his employee uniform, he checked passes with a no nonsense expression. A book lay open in front of him and he kept his hand on the page so as not to lose his
Very few people are intentional assholes. Wait, I’m not done. Here’s another bold statement: People don’t push your buttons. I say the first statement as a former defense attorney. The second statement as a coach. Let me explain. You’ve got buttons. Sore spots, trigger points, internal
On my way to the airport a few months ago, I had a wise and relaxed Uber driver. I asked him how he stayed calm while driving. He said when people were driving too fast or dangerously, or when passengers were challenging, he repeated this to himself: "I don't want
I was talking with a friend who was using a lot of words like “need” and “should” to describe how he felt about an upcoming trip. Distracted by loss, he was in full judgment towards himself and his mindset around time off. I asked if I could make a suggestion.
I’m part of a writing community that meets regularly to write together. As we gathered to write about the prompt “One Step Forward”, I closed my eyes to think of a story. I heard waves crashing on the beach below. One wave. And then another. And another. On and
A friend and I were talking about books we were hoping to write. “I’ve actually written a book,” she confessed. “I just don’t know what to do with it.” “What’s the challenge for you?” I asked, fully expecting her to launch into frustrations around publishing. “I’m
I took an overnight flight from San Francisco to Massachusetts a few weeks ago. Optimistically, I expected to fall fast asleep for the entire flight. I failed miserably. Tired, frustrated, and stressed at how the following day was going to play out, I gave up. I removed my sleep mask