Ten Times Why.

Why is such a tricky question. Maybe even the trickiest. There are times when it is so completely not useful to ask why. The resistance-filled why, which takes me into self-interrogation and blame. But there is also the helpful why. The one that is loving, curious and...

The IWOM Brigade.

I do not have the slightest idea what I do for a living. Nor do I wish to know. The not-knowing has worked out quite well for nearly six years of running a business, and I expect it to only get better. The grown-ups in my company (attorney, accountant, financial...

The second time I got fired.

The thing about memory is that it can be so tricky, as we know. It rewrites itself in mysterious ways. In the wormholes. And every so often I set off on another internal investigation, only to discover that I am, yet again, wrong about so many things. That second time...
The Fluent Self