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Notes From My “Commonplace Book”

A few days ago I read an article by Ryan Holiday titled How And Why To Keep A “Commonplace Book”. He’s a talented fellow, and it’s …

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The Art of Suspending Disbelief – Movies Aren’t Real?!

Over the past few years I’ve noticed a troubling trend amongst my friends. We go to a movie, something clearly set as fantasy, and get down into the action. We laugh, we cry, and I jump at all of the loud noises. A wonderful movie going experience that leaves me satisfied. But then begins the nit-picking over every little thing. I’m not talking about glaring plot holes or a poor acting performance. Oh no, you see my friends have very “unique” hobbies and pet peeves. 

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Shamans, Spas, and Mel Gibson: Spiritual Tourism in Mexico

I am not a superstitious or religious man. I believe part of what happens to us is a result of our choices.  I also believe in being at the right place at the right time.

On a recent trip to “Los Tuxlas,” in what was once the cradle of the Olmec civilization, the oldest in Mesoamerica, I traveled by motorboat to the Nanciyaga ecological reserve famous for its Shamans. We passed the eponymously named Crocodile Island and an island full of a screeching monkey population that

Doing That Which Scares Us – Why It’s Probably A Good Idea

Success Through Overcoming Fear

A very wise man once said “There’s a difference between knowing the path, and walking the path.“; that man is Morpheus, the trench coat sporting bald man from The Matrix. Though he isn’t real, that quote has always stuck with me. In part because I watched the movie more than 11 times in theaters, but mostly because I’ve found it to be a truism. We may know that doing a particular action would be a good idea, but we tend to avoid the things that scare us, or that we believe may cause us embarrassment.  The things that we most fear doing are usually exactly what we should be doing.

I recently spent an afternoon trying out an activity that I had been humming and hawing about for months; downhill mountain biking. It’s something I had been wanting to do for ages, and though the conditions were perfect for it, I kept finding convenient ways to put it off. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the idea of it–quite the contrary, I loved biking as a teenager–what worried me was that