And so it is here. The Oat Project is done, ready, being read by presale and (from way back) full subscribers. Are you ready? I don’t feel ready. But I’m doing it anyway.
Right now, this minute, I’m simultaneously wanting
ANNOUNCEMENT (Please read, then watch the video): Nine years ago, I started a project that became transformational then seminal: Over the summer of 2007, at 37 years old, I finally came of age via doing 22 things I’d never done,
Oh, dear ones. You know how we’re all trained by media for the PRE-announcement announcement? Well, here’s one:
It has been one. long. haul. holy cow. Almost exactly nine years ago, I set off on an adventure I thought would
Note: That photo up there was taken post-tattoo, post-book, long after the moment below happened. In the following, I was just trying to do and finish the project, feeling like I sucked at everything, trying to do what I said I
You know how Life can go from 0 to 60 in fourteen seconds flat? I’m clocking in at 74 with an eye on 90. Before I tell you why, thank you, so very much, for walking through this life with
This is an excerpt from The Oat Project, from the rock concert chapter. It may or may not make the final version (coming this summer!!!). Enjoy…and now, back to it.
It’s like World Wide Wrestling. What is that fake-fighting
A little over two years ago, I told a story from the summer I wrote The Oat Project for a program here in Colorado Springs called The Story Project. Like The Moth Radio Hour out of New York City,
What do you do when you fall short of a goal? How do you Define it? Is it a Divergence? Or a Derailing?
Are you more motivated with humongous, “unrealistic” goals? Or small steps? I am slowly figuring out
I have learned to avoid announcing my intentions.
The following through, the doing, the making good…they seem to hear my words and spiral away, in and out of me, up, down, or into some other dimension. Maybe my dad
It just hit me. I’m living my dream life.
Do I mean everything is perfect? Nope.
That I have all I want? Nay.
Then how? Well, it has to do with cooking.
When people ask me what I “do,” I