I was genuinely surprised, even taken aback, the first time I heard this line. It was more than a decade ago, during an energy healing session a colleague had offered me. I’ve since heard variations of it via other practitioners in many different modalities. That first time, however, was during an...

Fittingly, I’m writing this on Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. Indeed, although more than a few years have passed since I was a full-time student, I still feel a deep attachment to the academic calendar. Starting fresh in September still makes sense to me. In fact, later this month, we’re soft...

First, I must report this as both a very quiet and yet very public victory, one that’s important to celebrate as the summer draws to a close. Namely, that ever since June 26th, the baseball field has remained unlocked. Thanks to the spring-time efforts of my kindergarten teacher friend Bonnie and her...

Often the first (and sometimes greatest) challenge to Accessing Our Intuition is that there are so many other voices competing for airtime. Usually, they are loud and overconfident, demanding that we not only pay attention, but also follow their strong suggestions. I cannot help but be reminded of th...

I’ve never actually made an official list but I definitely have a sense of what would be on it. Namely, I could easily bullet point multiple activities I’m convinced I’d be quite good at despite technically never actually having done any of them. Take, for example, surfing. All the years of yoga h...

It’s not essential to the story but it’ll be helpful if you understand I’m writing about the cutest 6 year-old ever. This is definitely augmented by Jesse’s often wearingSpiderman costumes and that––although he initially seemed confused by the name “Vlad”–he totally loves my dog. During the sch...

It’s hard to believe I began this tradition in 2007, something that feels like several lifetimes ago. Since then it’s taken place all across this hemisphere, from NYC’s Lower East Side to its Upper West, from Los Angeles to Florida, from San Francisco to Seattle, and now to hipster Bushwick. It’s al...

My mother insists that I was meant to be born on the Fourth of July. However since her doctor had planned a golf vacation for that weekend and I was already way past her due date, my birth was induced on July 2nd instead. Frankly, I think this accounts for my life-long feeling of being slightly out-o...

This guided meditation is 6 minutes long with an extra 4 minutes more of music by my talented friend David Buchs You can stream it here or download in the link below. Click toDownload