Saving.

I’m recovering from my first encounter with the insanely insane number that is what I’m paying in taxes this year. We knew it would be insane, of course, just not the sum of the insanity. After five years in a growing business, this was the first year as a...

There’s No Way This Can End Well.

I have a sadness story. It’s a story that lives inside of my consciousness, and it’s all about how everything ends in tears and regret. This story is so familiar that sometimes I think it is me. When I pull away from it so we can see each other, I...

Thoughtful Bathrooms.

One day, in addition to the Playground, I will also run a yoga studio. A very unconventional yoga studio. There will be nap time and yoga nidra and old Turkish lady yoga, and plenty of Shiva Nata and related shivanautical goodness. And, of course, there will *not* be...
The Fluent Self