Going Alone

There was a dead seal on the beach yesterday. A shark had clearly taken a sizable bite out of its side, and the seal’s head was missing....

The hole in my body is nearly healed. The gash in my side where a surgeon cut me open to dig out a tumor to see what it is. It’s benign....

It’s nice getting old. There’s no age better than now, though I expect tomorrow might be better still. Sure, I’m a bit crippled with...

Another sound night of sleep. Deep, dark and dreamless. A sleep like death is such a delight to awake from. Morning after the deepest...

I awoke this morning with the sharpest mind I can remember. Where did this come from? Clarity of thought like my twenties. Halcyon days...

It’s a rainy day. Good thing our housework and shopping are done. It’s tempting now to rest, to sit on the sofa and watch a movie. But...

I stumbled and cut my leg open on my way to the beach. warm blood trickling down to my ankle. No biggie. The sea’ll sort this out. And so...

I used my lunch break today for a swim. The midday mood at the beach is different from evening; warmer, more beachie, less foreboding...

Responding to a viewer who asked me to make a video sharing tips for succeeding at a job interview.

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...