Handcuffed To My Bed

Handcuffed To My Bed

Would that it were so! That might have been interesting. But alas… it was not my bed… I was handcuffed to work that was sucking my soul. I loved law school. The reading, the research, the classroom, the debates, the arguments. All of it. But within months of...
For The Sheer Love Of It

For The Sheer Love Of It

I was carried away by the sound. Beautiful beyond words. Beautiful beyond anything I had ever heard. Each note, each passage, more glorious, more magnificent than the last. A soaring concerto. A virtuoso violinist. I was the commencement speaker at a high...

Listen To The Voice

Do you feel a call to do something else? Maybe it’s a feeling of dissatisfaction. Or boredom. Or unease. Or maybe it’s a sense that there’s a higher or deeper purpose that you’re meant for. Maybe it’s a deep, deep longing that just...