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A visit from S.

I was relieved to get a note saying that they had already filled the men’s program that I applied to. My body has been feeling tight and sore. I know that I depend on my sisters for protection. I know I need to work on being myself more with men, in accepting challenge, in being […]

Lemmy was a good Buddhist

With only a couple of nastier exceptions, all of my girlfriends have said goodbye with some version of “I hope you find what you’re looking for.” I hope I never have to hear this loving and so very sad sort of adios again. Which is worse, a going away present or a go-away present? Either […]

Spin the Bottle

Grade school for me was a California boy’s paradise, a gold rush banker’s mansion made over into a jungle of early math and Ishi stories surrounded by dense green forest. When the rain came we would roam deep into the woods, damming the creeks and returning steaming to the ballroom. My parents were a San […]

Introducing Second Sight Coaching

Your intuition needs you I was inspired to become a coach to share my experience as a creative person, an athlete, an entrepreneur, and with anxiety, depression, alcohol — and with discovering the power of my intuition. Second Sight helps creatives and entrepreneurs—and anyone who wants to be more creative—change unhealthy habits, make alcohol obsolete, gain […]

Nobody asked me, so I’m asking you

I’ve been crying a lot lately. I cried yesterday in a room of sixty people that I had just met, and I cried in the shower at the yoga studio this morning. I did wonder for a moment what people might have thought of a man of 49 years, sitting there in a conference room […]

You Have Arrived at The Battery

You have arrived—in every moment, everywhere you have ever been. This very special Battery Adventure Club event used the unique cityscape of San Francisco as the setting for exploration of hidden places in the city—and within ourselves. Starting and ending at The Battery, we walked several miles through San Francisco. Along the way we stopped […]

Falafel stop

As I came in to off the street, a woman is standing there, neither in nor outside of the tiny shop, reddened, cloaked eyes asking for help. She holds out her hand and the guy in front of me says “sorry, no cash,” and looks back at his phone. The woman pauses and then replies […]

Dear Jenny

One of many many nights at 527 Haight (also known as the “Weenie Ranch”) I noticed a stream of people coming in and out of a flat across the street. I had spent plenty of nights where I was drinking Schlitz malt liquor and eating cheese popcorn and I sensed an opening for something new, […]

An Ordinary Disaster

What kid gets that there’s a lesson encoded in every rule? I was no different, and so my confident rule-breaking was also a precocious defiance of all the things that I could have known. I learned most of all to reject what others had built, what they had assumed for me. I got good first […]

This little hawk

My breath is hot and fast in my own ears, words forming quicksilver in my mind. Waves of tension grip my body—and then wash past me, leaving my eyes wider than ever before, fixed on a hawk circling below me. Banking upwards, our wings caress the spring air, sensing and grasping the invisible vines that […]