A Perspective on Leadership Love (of the goal) gives leadership its purpose. Passion gives it energy. Trust gives it influence. Courage makes it possible. A timid leader may know exactly what ought to be done but hesitate because doing it might provoke resentment, criticism, or rejection. His desire for approval
Have you tried to change tough habits? Why is it so hard sometimes, but at other times quite easy? How can some people drop addictions in an instant and never go back? How does that work? I've read the habit books. Atomic Habits by James Clear. The Power
The following poem was inspired by G. K. Chesterton’s book Orthodoxy, where he talks about childlike wonder. Here is the quote from his book: A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free,
This mountain had given me a lifetime of rejection. It had nearly cost me my life. So much pain and suffering to come this far. A sudden hailstorm. Crash. Police. Ambulance. Motorcycle parts all over the road Somehow I walked away with scrapes. I arrived at the mountain broken. Bleeding.
My motorcycle journey began today before sunrise, in thick fog, with one last pause at the Pacific Ocean beneath a watchful moon, brilliant and full. Then I turned inland, away from the sea, toward the desert. L.A. traffic gathered around me, taillights streaming north, the restless movement of people
You are not sitting inside a climate-controlled environment looking through glass. Temperature, wind, rain, fragrance, earth, farms, water, altitude, light, fatigue, distance—all of it reaches you directly. Unlike ordinary travel, a long motorcycle journey becomes contemplative. Riding thousands of miles may look like an extreme act of doing—
Here is what it feels like to use AI in my job all day. AI is cheerful and perky. It immediately admits its mistakes, then quickly retrieves the next wrong answer. There is no embarrassment, hesitation, or evidence that the correction meant anything for being consistently wrong.
I just bought the Insta360 X5 camera and tried it on a motorcycle ride on Palomar Mountain, California. I mounted it to the handle bars for part of the way, then on a long pole extender mounted to the rear tour pak mount.
What does it feel like to be a mind? A mind alive behind the eyes, seeing within the darkness. The senses enter like waves: fragrance, sound, light, pressure, breaking upon an inward shore alive with color and meaning. Thought gathers beneath the surface, rising in a cognitive mist, illuminating hidden
I bought some sparkling water in cans at Wegman’s. Then I noticed a 40¢ “carbonated deposit” charge on my grocery bill. Huh? If I put sparkles in my water it costs me 40¢? That’s crazy! So I did a little research … Massachusetts enacted the Bottle Bill in 1982.
Have you noticed that everything is moral these days? News, entertainment, media don’t just report what is. They preach a moral message, intended to make you a “better” person. But what is the basis of this morality? Reality is not morally neutral. There is a Way built into things:
Not many songs are sung for fathers. The world remembers kings and conquerors, the men who stood upon balconies and waved to crowds, the poets whose names endure, the generals whose statues gather pigeons and rain. But the fathers; they rise before dawn, when the sky is dim and the
Let’s assume there is a Creator … How would he create? How would a mind cause physical reality? We create by thinking. How do you move your hands? How do you wiggle your toes? You think and it happens. In a limited sense, your own mind already demonstrates the mysterious
A living cell is not merely chemistry. The mystery of life is more profound. A cell contains: * information storage (DNA) * error correction * communication networks * energy production * transport systems * molecular machines * self-repair * replication A bacterium contains millions of coordinated molecular events every second. The remarkable thing is that life is
Californians head to the polls this week to once again vote for moral superiority over reality, DEI over public safety, and feelings over functioning cities.
Why does advertising work? Ads are persuasive. They capture the imagination, even subconsciously. An idea out there is suddenly an idea in here. We were fine, minding our own business, then suddenly we see something and now we must have it. Why? Our thoughts are not all our own. In
Men-from every rank, Fresh and free and frank; Men of thought and reading, Men of light and leading, Men of loyal breeding, The nation's welfare speeding; Men of faith and not of fiction, Men of lofty aim in action; Give us Men-I say again, Give us
It is not mere envy; it is an envy that has learned to preach. It inflicts a wound that will not heal, a rawness that cannot endure exposure. So it burrows downward, past desire, past shame, until it strikes the harder bone: Revaluation. What cannot be attained must be condemned.
By Ralph Waldo Emerson By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge
“Paul Revere’s Ride” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Gilder Lehrman Institute of American History www.gilderlehrman.org Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous
In the shadow of steeples, rebranded and bright, Where crosses are cushions and sermons polite, A new god emerges, all hugs and no bite, He loves every sinner, and treasures their spite. Jesus the ally, with rainbow-hued grace, Marches for Hamas, in the riot’s embrace, Cheers on the
Someday my time is gonna come That day shall be my last When e’r the silver cord is loosed And final lot is cast But breath is in my lungs today The sky is bright and wide The morning breaks with gentle light And mercy at my side Someday
Observing the many bizarre protests in Marienplatz Munich today... The secular faith imitates religion and stops there. Faux beliefs. Pretend concerns. Causes without roots. Ritual without truth. Concern without care. Protest is confession: “I stand for something. I am a good person.” Professing selflessness is public penance for private selfishness.
So many things ask for the mind: Vanity, pleasure, fear, envy, loneliness, hate, worry. The world beckons. News taunts. Spinning words, flickering narratives. Capturing eyes and wallets A wasteland of lost attention. Set your thoughts aloft. Like blossoms opening in the quietness of morning. Or like a brook speaking softly