Episode 176: Challenge #6 – The Love Bomb

Episode 176: Challenge #6 – The Love Bomb A billion things have been written about love. We know we want to feel loved. We know love makes the world go round. The answer is always love. Love/Laugh/Live. Love begets love. There is nothing we want or need more than love. We do crazy things for…

Episode 024 All You Need is Love

Martin Luther King Jr. said, “Darkness can’t drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate can’t drive out hate; only LOVE can do that.” Join us today for a discussion on love. While love is always needed, always in style, now more than ever in our crazy and torn world, we need to talk about love. We need to share stories about love.

Episode 012 Random Acts of Kindness – Creating a mystery

I remember the first time I heard about RAK as a thing. It was in the 80’s and someone had gone around putting quarters in parking meters so folks wouldn’t get parking tickets. “What a great idea,” I thought. “So simple, so fun, and it has a really big WOW factor.” I’d never heard of any such thing. It was an ah-ha moment. I’ve grown to really like RAK’s because it’s become a bit of a game where the results are unknown. I pay for the guy behind me in the drive-thru – I have no idea how it will affect him. But I can bet, at the very least, he’s going to feel a little warm and fuzzy, and that’s going to translate into better thoughts and actions on his part.

Episode 011 River Touchstones: Running the San Juan River

Heraclitus said, “You cannot step into the same river twice.” Today’s story takes this very literally.

One thing I do not realize the first time I head for the river is that the person who steps onto the raft will not be the same person who steps off. The water washes not only grains of sand from the belly of the rock; it washes from me my routine, takes me to a momentary place, a liminal space, where so many things cease to matter. The consequences of the step onto the river are as opaque as the red silt water. It is a time and space where, like the rock, I am carved… we are carved, yet added upon one grain at a time.