It takes two days to get here by car, but what a beautiful road trip! We drove through Southeast Colorado yesterday taking the back roads to our destination in Gunnison. Nothing other than striking scenery, but I took some time to reflect upon how a landscape mirrors different aspects of our humanity. When we left Amarillo, Texas yesterday morning, I wondered how the landscape of a dry desert, long vistas, and skyscapes shape the people that live there now, and in the past. When you look out upon the landscape where sky meets land, you realize that the land you occupy encompasses a tiny sliceRead More →

The best thing my parents gave me was their imperfection. Sometimes, the gifts that your parents’ give you aren’t what they did right, but what they struggled with, and how they overcame it– or didn’t. This is the time of the year that I review my mother’s life, and what gifts she left me since she died 4 years ago. My mother was a very smart woman. She could devour books and articles, and she understood so much about so many things. But she had a problem in applying what she learned about, and believed implicitly, to her own life. This is a problem thatRead More →

Travel days are often filled with delays. Yet, they also offer glimmers of humanity while you sit around waiting. Here are some of mine from yesterday. My first travel day was devoid of much conversation, as I wrote about in the last post. But man, things changed on the second day. Around noon, I went downstairs for a cup of coffee at the hotel I stayed in before the shuttle arrived to pick me up to take me to the airport. I struck up a conversation with the manager, who was sitting next to me. He was a very large man, and he shared thatRead More →

If a photo is worth a thousand words, here’s 20,000 words of personal evolution over the course of 58 years. The top row is the story of my beginnings. I was born with a cone head. My father said it scared him to death when we first met, but my mother was in labor for like 24 hours, and my head showed the effort she made to get me out. So what tone did the circumstances of my birth set for me for the rest of my life? I believe it led to me wanting to understand pressure and the growth that comes from tightRead More →

I love baseball. You know why? It’s life. When the hero leaves home plate and makes the journey around the bases, with others trying to take him out, it feels great to watch him slide into home base, triumphant in his return. We’re all runners trying to make it back to home base. The baseball diamond is the heart of the story. You’re born. You start at home, but you need experience so you can grow. So you approach home plate. You need a reason to go out and face some challenges. Life throws some pitches. Which one are you going to take a swingRead More →