Love Wins: The Power of Intention

Many have noted the irony of Valentine’s Day coinciding with the 2-month anniversary of the Newtown massacre. Many have also chosen love as the antidote to the madness and as the way out of the despair. Every day is a good day to declare that “love wins,” but this is a particularly timely opportunity to affirm that. I truly believe that if love is strong in our hearts, it wins because it shapes our reality and thus has the potential to guide our every action.

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MLK Day and the Cat in the Rain

Drunken louts in bars? Road-raging Hummer-drivers? Vitriolic right-wing politicians? They all fear me. I know you might think this is because of my massive pectoral muscles (why thank you) or my angry profane outbursts, which nobody can verify ever having seen but which are the stuff of legends documented in the bark of the mighty…

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In (non-homophobic) Defense of Marriage

On Labor Day weekend I got to have the profound joy of walking Ariana down the aisle as she married a wonderful guy. Meanwhile, 2012 has been a year of upheaval for loved ones unlike anything I’ve ever experienced – people moving great distances, major professional transitions, physical and mental health struggles (including a wave…

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Nurturing vs. Butt-Whoopin’ in Teaching

As a teacher I am always working to figure out where to frame up on the continuum between being nice and encouraging vs. “keepin’ it real” in a way that might come off as harsh to students. I discuss this in the context of music study, since that’s what I do, but I think that the principles apply in many (though admittedly not all) other areas.

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I ‘Preciate Ya

Fourteen years ago today Kate and I got married. Last year I wrote about our vows, stating then that we succeeded in identifying principles that would make up a code of ethics for our married life, but the vows didn’t include overtly appreciating each other. I get it now.

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(Fuzzy Yellow) Full Circle

This weekend I played my first tennis tournament since 1989. It was in a sense no big deal – I played in a division that both represented the lowest skill level offered and was so under-enrolled that, win or lose, I would only play one match – so, in that sense, hardly worthy of acknowledgment, much less celebration. However, as a milestone moment in a longer journey, this was an intense and symbolically loaded experience.

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