Prioritize Being Present


Lisa Congdon

Be aware of the cost of constant connection. If your focus is always on others–and quenching your appetite for information and external validation–you will miss out on the opportunity to mine the potential of your own mind.

From Manage Your Day to Day: Build Your Routine, Find Your Focus, Sharpen Your Creative Mind


Post-Valentine’s Day


3 Lessons Learned While Running a Half-Marathon


1. Don’t bring a bag. Because – #2.

2. Don’t be late. In fact, be there AT LEAST 30 minutes before the start time. Give yourself time to use a port-a-potty, stretch, chat with fellow runners, check in a bag (…but you’d be better off not bringing one at all, in case you’re running late).

3. It hurts more to stop than to keep going.

Half-marathon, check! Would I do it again? Yeah!!

I Keep Dreaming About Steps

Ghorepani, Nepal

Ghorepani, Nepal

This time, I went up 16 flights of a building’s stairwell, arriving on a balcony, and found a rusted silver flute, wrapped in bubble wrap. I played some music, gave a former intern a piggy back ride, went downstairs, and went back up to enter another open space entirely, with a live band, momos , and dancing.

The Paradox of Our Age


Dec 2014 in Nayapul, Nepal

We have bigger houses but smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees but less sense;
more knowledge but less judgment;
more experts, but more problems;
more medicines but less healthiness.

We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble in crossing the street to meet our new neighbor.

We built more computers to hold more copies than ever,
but have less real communication;
We have become long on quantity,
but short on quality.

These are times of fast foods but slow digestion;
Tall men but short characters;
Steep profits but shallow relationships.

It’s a time when there is much in the window but nothing in the room.

—The 14th Dalai Lama


Let the sun rain down on me
‘Til covered in dew
All pink and new and reborn
Cut past the grey and countless forms
Condemned to be killed or be conquered.

Slender as a carp you are
Your skin defiantly silver and so sure
As for me, I am not so sure
I watch you skate like a knife
Beneath the water

Though I can see clearly what’s ahead of me
I cannot stop it once I’m set a-spinning
What can it mean, why must I always see
The ending at the beginning?

Together going arm and arm
To meet our solitude, to meet it head on
I’ll meet you where the water’s warm
To meet my solitude, to meet it head on

Though I can see clearly ahead of me
I cannot stop it once I’m set a-spinning
What can it mean? Why must I always see
The ending at the beginning?

An ode to turning 29

No complaints so far.