Before The Clay Hardens

Before The Clay Hardens

Nobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time.  Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and naught in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the astronomer that possibly inhabited you in the beginning. —...
When The Music Stopped

When The Music Stopped

“For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I...
Not Too Late

Not Too Late

Nobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time.  Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and naught in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the astronomer that possibly inhabited you in the beginning....
You Are Not Your I Am

You Are Not Your I Am

What’s one of the very first questions you get asked at a networking event or evening social? “So, what do you do?” And you answer: “I’m a… .” Could be teacher, accountant, dentist, custodian, artist, wealth advisor, coach,...
The Day The Music Stopped

The Day The Music Stopped

“For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I...