Welcome to the X.

This autumn seems to have stirred up the local squirrel population. I’ve noticed them as I walk through the neighborhood, doing their squirrel thing of gathering food before winter. They seem far busier than in previous years. One thing is abundantly clear: they go about…

If you’ve been following, you know that I struggle with creating a meaningful meditation practice. The responses I received from you were wonderful, offering ideas and suggestions to help me get over myself and my self-imposed limitations. Recently, I had a Thai massage with someone…

My November 1 blog, “Lost and Found,” sparked many comments from readers. I always appreciate the feedback (positive or negative), but these comments seemed different. They suggested I go deeper and perhaps make this a topic of exploration at an upcoming Chapter X get-together. As…

My three-year-old granddaughter placed the scanning thermometer to her head and pushed the button. After the beep, she turned it around to show me her temperature.  I was really impressed with her ability and dexterity, and only the fact that we were on FaceTime prevented…

During our working life, purpose was pretty clear: work hard, become successful, and build financial security. But during your Chapter X, defining purpose can be a bit trickier, especially since there are no metrics like bonuses, promotions, or accolades to acknowledge the success of your…

At our last Zoom get-together, there was an intriguing conversation about what it looks like to have a meditation practice. Some men spoke of a very disciplined approach. Others described a more contemplative style, rather than a traditional “on the cushion” practice.  And then there…

The other day, I decided to share a true story with my five-year-old granddaughter. I told her that I had found a live bee on the bathroom window, and how I’d carefully captured it and set it free outside. My goal was to help her…

My wife and I are headed to Chicago to visit our son, daughter-in-law, and our youngest granddaughter. The last time we were there, my daughter and her two girls came with us.  When I told my nine-year-old granddaughter that we were going to Chicago, she…