Leathery Man

I’m sitting inside a tire shop while fresh winter tires are being put on my vehicle. It’s been over an hour and I haven’t seen my vehicle move from the place I parked it, despite making an appointment ahead of time—weeks ahead in fact—but it would appear my work order…

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The Big Rocks

There’s a simple story by the late Stephen Covey that talks about rocks. All kinds of rocks, from the big ones to the small ones to the fine grains of sand that perhaps were once larger rocks, too.

During the tale, Covey explains the idea through the lens of a…

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World Domination Summit

Sometime in the early fall of 2010, an old friend of mine mentioned a conference unlike any other was happening the following summer. It was to be called the World Domination Summit, held in Portland, and she wanted some company. Naturally, I chuckled a little but was intrigued.

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The Routine of Change

Ever since I was a youngster in grade school I’ve appreciated the expected daily ebbs and flows of a simple life. I’m talking breakfast basics, friendly hi-fives, and that familiar faux-leather on shiny yellow busses.

Back then I would wake up, go to school, and hit basketball practice after the final…

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Breaking The Heart Open

To be pushed and pulled—taken under the surf just long enough to appreciate what’s good in this life—is the only constant pitter-patter we all face.

It’s moved along by time and more commonly known as changeTaking it for granted is all too easy. Acquaintances, friends, loved ones. We try our best to…

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Desert Ribbons

Desert Ribbons

I recently embarked on an early season desert climb outside Tempe, AZ. It was one of those days that tests your mettle, sweat finding it’s way through a helmet’s facets with ease. The sun baked and the road’s ribbons never gave way.

On this particular day the valley…

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Clearing The Decks

Sometimes life is so busy you feel like you’re grasping for straws and nothing comes to completion in a satisfactory way. You begin one thing and are sidetracked by three more things. Respond to two things and four more inquiries land on your doorstep.

When it rains it pours, they’ll…

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A Forest Room

I remember the conversation vividly. A couple drinks, early fall but not too chilly to be uncomfortable. The sun was down at a local hip spot. Think: hipsters and colored mood lights in full force.

She was curious but guarded, not at a place to entirely buy-in to what I…

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Krabbé and the Col de la Sereyréde

Krabbé and the Col de la Sereyréde

Kilometer 106-108. Climbing. Hands on the bars, my wrists in front of me. They’re wet.

Kilometer 109. Col de la Sereyréde. An opening in the woods. A guardrail, a bench, a half a millstone, undoubtedly pointing out the highlights of a panorama spreading for miles around. Mist.

To the right is…

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Reflections of Yesteryear

A 180° shift is how I view the space between one year ago and today.

I think back to my marriage ending, still occasionally floating in my mind’s eye of what came before, during, and after that time. And that particular shade of black; that feeling of darkness when the tears…

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