Going Alone

I’ve added a challenging question to my morning routine. I ask myself if I am ready to die. The complete answer depends upon three...

I completed my will yesterday. I can’t believe it took me so long to perform this quite important adult task and responsibly. I got...

Beginning today, I will conclude my daily Good Life meditation with an earnest assessment of my readiness to die. In short, asking myself...

It’s good now to leave my ambition in the rear-view mirror. It was always a small and very slight thing, my ambition—nothing to it...

I must type quickly this morning as I’m having my heart scanned at 6:45 and I don’t want to be late. I rather enjoy such trips to the...

There’s a strong wind outside. They call these the “Santa Ana” winds. It’s early still, and dark, and the whole house rattles and...

Recalling a time with another community and another way of life.

Reflecting on how I might use Stoic principles to handle a challenging moment.

An impromptu vlog with my daughter, Emily. We were out for a day long motorcycle ride running errands and visiting family...

I began this live stream to discuss the reason I seemingly abandoned my connection to my friends in Japan from the JVLOG community.

My grown daughter asked me to make this video in order to share a little about what’s happening in our lives and to perhaps kick off...

The opportunity to stay or to go. I say always go. Especially when we are young—always go. For the wonder of what we have left behind is...

I remember when I first thought up the idea of Going Alone. My family and I were living then in Japan, and I was making YouTube videos...

I once imagined I was steering my own life in a very full and meaningful way. Full control. Nearly complete, adult, and independent...

I was never very afraid of the dark, or the things which come out after the sun goes down, to wander, and slither, and creep, and fly...

There is a sea within us upon which circumstance presses restless winds night and day; forming crests and troughs, moving over the face...

There is an inward architecture which we create through the fact and consequence of our decisions and actions, which become the...

I once rose late each day to meander life in search of tidbits to consume: news, gossip, politics, and the shared things of the appetites...

The price of admittance into the venue and arena of life is the effort and labor of our parents in conceiving, bearing, and bringing us...

Just every once in a while...every so often...I'll spot the Indifference between the moments of my daily life. For, while the Nothing...