Do you want to be right, or do you want to be happy?

If you've been reading my blogs you know that I've been in that DABDA cycle over some seriously painful shit for the past few months. I've had to rely heavil...

Each Wednesday I hold Dharma Talks in my home with some of my closest students. It's intimate, and always rich with discussion. I teach students the fundamen...

Before I begin this story, I want to say that this blog is not about me trying to be a writer. I'm not trying to have the perfect grammar and punctuation. T...

I felt very odd and out of sorts last week. It was vague, just outside my reach. Wispy. I'm generally quite adept at recognizing and claiming where my stuff ...

Back in the day it was not uncommon for me to be chemically hungover. On the regular, actually. As my alcoholism progressed, the hangovers became more and mo...

I'm currently resting in the post-Spartan-race aftershock feeling. If you've ever run an endurance race you know what I'm referring to. I didn't run a race h...

When I lived and taught in Lynnwood, Wa I created these things called Sunday Morning Sadhanas. I loved them. They were my thoughts on the applications of yog...

I used to write. A lot. I had a Facebook business page and I had a Wordpress blog. I let them both go for various reasons. I've been asked by so many people ...