when things work out
nothing is happening. except for everything. sweet, steady, lovely everything. i feel untethered. lost. for a moment. you see, i am used...
when things work out
the purpose of my life is to live
responsibility (aka my favorite coaching tool)
the nature of (my) desire
freedom, a short poem-story
the time of saudade (or saudade with my love)
integrity: the seed of trust and truth
on the purposefully endless quest for (fill in the blank)
who am i (a proper introduction)
on rage, intimacy and creativity