On the night of the Summer Solstice, my own men’s group met to extinguish our limitations, celebrate our strengths, and ignite our days forthcoming. It was a picturesque 80-degree early summer Portland evening with whimsical clouds and lively flames reflecting our inner magic. The four of...

The other day I walk into the charming, farmer's market style produce section of Whole Foods, thinking of what my wife might need for a work gathering in a few days. I think of firewood, then, as any savvy Oregonian might, I think of the...

I've been a little fraudulent to myself recently. I've been writing from an intellectual place more than an experiential place: too much saying, not enough doing! The grace of the universe being what it is, I am coming back to center and feeling more alive,...