The ride.

Here’s my truth. I love being in a state of inspiration. Part of the reason I consume so many movies, songs, musicals, books, articles, etc. is that I want to be moved to be more than I was yesterday. Or, at least pushed in the right direction. Recently, I’ve found myself reflecting on what seems to be a shortage of truly outstanding leadership among those who manage the global day-to-day. I mean, it all just seems so, well, uninspiring. Giving the benefit of the doubt as I’m

“Everything you’ve ever wanted is just on the other side of fear.” ~ George Addair   I woke up one day a few years ago and realized that many of the things that prominently defined me once were no longer part of my current and were not going to be part of my future. It was an astonishing discovery that sent me into a dramatic, downward spiral of depressed confusion. Life had become swampy, and I was really quite lost. After some time and a great deal of processing, I came to

Webster defines genealogy as “an account of the descent of a person, family, or group from an ancestor or from older forms.” Older forms, indeed.   June Lofgreen is the mother of a few of my closest friends and the grandmother of some of my other closest friends. I became a semi-adopted grand-dude of Grandma Lofgreen in the late 80s (that’s the 1980s for those of you born in this century). While some grandmothers bake and serve cookies for their grandchildren and grand-dudes,