15 Amazing (and Simple) Things For a Happy Life

Oy, happiness. It’s there. We must practice patience. It’s like a Taco Bell burrito. Sometimes, they’re made incorrectly. All the cheese or sauce or sauce and cheese get tucked into the final fifth of the burrito. One must endure dry beans for a while, but eventually you’ll get the cheese. Or the sauce or sauce…

Where Are You Going? 10 Questions for Direction

To remain in this moment becomes perhaps the closest we can come to ultimate harmony. It’s tricky. It requires dismissing the past, shunning self-imposed limitations and savoring every ounce of life. Living in the moment also gets a bad rap. That’s what happens when folks jet to Vegas or say yes when they should say no, invoking a…

Guest Post: Mo, of Mocadeaux, on Plethora

This one time, Grace thought she’d become famous. All it took was a parade. We’d talked in church about joining the Pride Parade a few years ago. Grace heard keywords – parade … ride a float … matching T-shirts! She was stoked. So I explained what the Pride Parade meant. She remained stoked. We didn’t…

What One Soccer Coach Included On His Wish List Might Shock You

I’ll get it out of the way, first. As a soccer coach, I’d love it if the tradition of root beer and a Cubano sandwich became post-game routine. I know that won’t happen, unless I make it work for myself. (Coaches who maintain a set approval rating could upgrade to cold beer and a Monte…

No Guest Post Here. How’s About 10 More Random Smartphone Photos?

Another week, another guest post lost. My inbox contains buried treasure. In it, correspondence from friends far and near. Agreements to guest post. Inquiries into soccer teams. Catch-ups, and rundowns. It’s tons better than anything found in Al Capone’s vault, even. I’m getting closer to taking up shovels and those little whisky brushes like Indiana…

Here’s Hoping My Girls Have Friends Like This

I have three daughters. I want much for them. Peace, not a pampered path. Purpose, not existence in pretend. Experiences, not empty days when the moon rises and sets without peace, purpose, and experiences. I want to drive them places they want me to take them. I want also for them to venture into places…