Cogitating on Compassion

At 3am I found myself awake lying in bed in Galway, Ireland, unable to sleep due to jet lag. My mind drifted aimlessly around, contemplating the previous day’s meetings. Eventually I found myself cogitating on what compassion is and isn’t. My thoughts were provoked by...

Rolling with plants

My life’s journey has been taking me to Europe a lot lately, for work but also a little “play”. In a small alley near the Plaça de Catalunya in the center of Barcelona, there is an equally small restaurant that serves nothing but vegan food. Teresa...

Moribund morning elocution

Why is it hard to change the way your mind works? Why is it hard to do the things you know will bring you the most happiness? Why is it that depression is the easiest path? Why does depression want more depression and drags you to its depths? I know that I must sit...