I Don’t Know

“The human ego prefers knowing and being certain over being honest. ‘Don’t bother me with the truth, I want to be in control,’ it invariably says. Most people who think they are fully conscious or ‘smart’ and in control, have a big iron manhole cover over their unconscious. It does give them a sense ofContinue reading “I Don’t Know”

Poem for a Sunday Morning

Dear Darkening Ground {Rainer Maria Rilke} Dear darkening ground, you’ve  endured so patiently the walls we’ve built, perhaps you’ll give the cities one more hour and grant the churches and cloisters two. And those that labor-maybe you’ll let their work grip them another five hours – or seven before you become forest again, and wideningContinue reading “Poem for a Sunday Morning”

It’s in Your Pocket

In a recent talk, Tara Brach shared the following story: “A master thief waited his whole life to acquire the most valuable diamond in the world. When he heard it had been purchased, he spent three days trying to steal the rare jewel. He failed. Finally, the thief walked right up to the owner andContinue reading “It’s in Your Pocket”

What Will Be?

It is worth remembering that between takeoff and landing there is a period during which you are aloft, held up by unseen forces – the miracle of air flowing over a wing. This is the gift of in-between time. Just as the excitement and stress of preparation recedes and just before the anticipation of arrivalContinue reading “What Will Be?”

Who Am I Being?

“I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” – Rumi Ben Zander, orchestra conductor and co-author of “The Art of Possibility,” had an epiphany about why his players weren’t producing the sound he wanted. Instead of berating them for a lack of preparation, professionalismContinue reading “Who Am I Being?”

You do not have to be good

In memory of poet Mary Oliver, who died one year ago today, I offer a reflection I wrote in 2016 on her poem, “Wild Geese.”  I tacked this poem onto my bulletin board a few days ago. It’s been staring at me ever since, trying to help me understand, to see in a new way.Continue reading “You do not have to be good”

Poem for a Sunday Morning

WEAN YOURSELF Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo, whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on solid food, to a searcher after wisdom, to a hunter of more invisible game. Think how it is toContinue reading “Poem for a Sunday Morning”

The Consolation of Completion

I am a master of getting things done. Sometimes, it’s even stuff that has to do with my  growth, learning and development as a human being. I am a master of knocking out the dishes, wiping the counters clean, spinning over to the couch to fold the laundry. I am a master of getting thatContinue reading “The Consolation of Completion”

The Poetry of Management

As I set out to plan my Management 302 curriculum for the fall 2019 semester, I felt an urgency to treat the class as if it could as easily be taught in a humanities curriculum as in a business school. Management 302 is a required course for all non-management majors. That is to say, itContinue reading “The Poetry of Management”

My Daily Bread, Part 2

“Your output depends on your input.” {Austin Kleon} While consuming my “daily bread” yesterday, those daily emails from writer’s whose perspectives I admire, I realized that I had not been as comprehensive as I had intended to be. I rectify that today by adding to the mix a couple of “weekly bread” resources who inspireContinue reading “My Daily Bread, Part 2”