The repetitive nature of paddle strokes

I love paddling my skin-on-frame qajaq (kayak), I feel physically and mentally connected to the water when paddling it. I feel the skin move as the pressure of waves pass by. I feel the intimate connection of heel, thigh, and butt to the wooden skeleton. With each...

Let that shit go

My Lady and I spent the past weekend in Northern Minnesota. We were at a yoga retreat organized by our local studio. The location was beautiful. Nestled on the shore of Lower Whitefish Lake, replete with sandy beaches, beautiful sunsets and sumptuous accommodations....

Separation of Concerns (SoC)

Why start another blog? My original blog was a deeply personal therapeutic outpouring of my mental journey recovering from the unexpected divorce from my starter wife. Whilst very cathartic, it became apparent that it was no longer serving me well to have that journey...