Archive for May, 2012

Love Yourself As If Your Life Depended On It

(Kamal. Many commenters here have interacted with him through this blog)

Kamal went missing. We had been corresponding for over a year, ever since I started this blog. I’m very grateful for the great friends I have met through this blog. It has been a totally unexpected but much appreciated benefit of doing this. Finally I was visiting San Francisco and after 100s of emails back […] Read On…

How to Be Persistent And Get Success

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[This is part of the expanded answers to my Twitter Q&A I do every Thursday from 330-430. I will have other answers in smaller blog posts. If you like these Twitter Q&A posts, please Facebook Like so I get a sense of how useful (or fun) they are. Thanks. And please provide additional answers for […] Read On…

Memorial Day

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Nobody in the entire photo is looking at the photo within the photo of the dead hero, the poor woman’s missing son. Last Memorial Day I wrote a post “Name Me a War That Was Worth It”. My belief is that 60 year olds should never send 18 year olds to be killed. Of course […] Read On…

Happiness This Very Second

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When was the last time you felt like this little boy? I’ve spent the past 20 years worrying about money. Worrying about what other people thought of me. Worrying about relationships, love, loss. Awkward about people, places, things, agendas Agendas. Thinking about the people who were angry at me. Obsessing on the people I was […] Read On…

How A Waiter’s Pad Saved My Life

The other day during my Twitter Q&A someone asked me why I use a waiter’s pad to write down ideas instead of a small notepad. I didn’t give the complete answer. Now I will. Before the waiter pad, I had lost all my dignity. It was taken from me. I had taken it from myself. […] Read On…

What Disguises Do You Wear?

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The guy dressed as a construction worker was begging me for money. It was 5am and I was on the corner of Wall Street and Broad. To my left was the New York Stock Exchange and in front of me were the steps where George Washington took his oath of office. Policemen with dogs were […] Read On…