I've sometimes leapt from an ending straight into a beginning. Occasionally, the momentum carried me somewhere beautiful. Other times, I should've paused, taken a breath, sat in the in-between for a while longer. So when I tell you that I've just wrapped up
What if self-actualisation wasn’t the summit? That question has been echoing in my mind since I first encountered the Blackfoot Nation’s worldview —a wisdom tradition that quietly, radically, reframes the ladder so many of us have been climbing. Four years ago, I published Life
(in honour of the original post ) There’s a particular kind of ache that stirs when life goes quiet. Not loud or sharp. Just… persistent. It hums beneath the noise of goals, tasks, ambitions. And when the striving pauses, there it is—restlessness, craving, a pull toward
Lately, I’ve been sitting with a quiet discomfort—this lingering sense that when I write with AI, I’m somehow cheating the craft. Like I’m skipping the part where the writer wrestles the words into place, alone, in the dark. That’s the
There’s a haunting paradox in the air. We are the most connected generation in human history—pixels pulsing with our presence, borders blurred by cheap flights and broadband. And yet, we appear further apart than ever. Nations turning inward. Communities pulling back. Individuals fortifying their identities like
This is something I hope my kids learn from me. Maybe they do so with a combination of this writing and the example I set. Maybe there are just enough breadcrumbs between my words and actions that they at least ponder this often. The balance is living in the future,
I’ve heard Dave Hause explain that Damn Personal is a song he wrote about a dear friend. Whenever I listen to it, though, I hear the words as if I’m singing and saying it to myself. It never fails to strike a chord. In acknowledging my
I’ve been traveling in the last week, and on a recent late-night walk around the city, I found myself (yet again) making plans. Always thinking, ideating and being ambitious. This wasn’t new or alien to me. I’ve defaulted to this natural state and
Years ago, I read Eliot Peper's Breach , and I have always thought that these two passages from the book beautifully make a case for authenticity: “Instead of trying to cover up the damage, the repair is illuminated, the imperfections transformed into a source of beauty. I’
There is this beautifully striking passage from Ruha Benjamin in a recent podcast with Trevor Noah : “I think part of it is that I don’t identify strongly with this very uptight, insulated sort of ideal of what it means to be an academic or professor. I have
I was writing my second post for the day just now. For a split second when I was done, I considered not publishing it today and instead schedule it for tomorrow. (Or worse, just keep it in the backlog for a rainy day.) Somewhere along the way, I had internalised
This is a follow-up on the original Being Free. Having gotten into a bit of a groove of writing (and publishing!) here regularly, I've overlooked one of the things that used to trip me up so often when I was writing to achieve a goal. Picking a
This is one of those perspectives that I suspect I can exclusively have in hindsight and this season of my life. At any other point in my journey, I prioritised other things to the extent that I neglected even considering this perspective. Therein probably lies some of the sentiment I
A big part of our world today is about making others believe what you believe. Capitalism thrives on sales and marketing, which are both a function of great storytelling. Becoming really good at this is a predictable way to make progress and accumulate wealth. An obvious and linear rationale would
Money can buy many things. Often on the road to making more money, we buy more and/or more expensive things. And we agree that the smarter is often to save or reinvest that money into something that can make even more money. Capitalism is beautiful in that way; it