Category: Love and Community
A Geographically Distributed Community
While a sense of community is nice in that people become familiar and may even remember my name, last week, after four years, I was greeted by name and and given hugs at my old local haunt in North Miami Beach.
A Non-Traditional Father’s Father’s Day Post
I was in Fisterra, Spain, finishing the Camino de Santiago the day my daughter was conceived in Colorado. A few weeks later, I burned an effigy of a wax baby in Fatima, Portugal, to pray the embryo later-to-be-named H would find a suitable place in her mother’s womb. My foray into fatherhood might best be…
Recovering Nomad – Dating and Spirituality
Surveying spiritual techniques around the world is remarkably similar to the dating scene in New York. When I traveled across five continents, I examined a variety of techniques people use to get closer to their higher power. In creating my own spiritual path, I swiped left or right for the practices that worked for me. Never…
Recovering Nomad – 9 Realities Nomads Appreciate When Stopping
I’ve done my fair share of traveling over the years. Now that I’m in New York, backpack stowed away, I can reflect on some of the culture shocks as I settle into the reality of western society again.
Recovering Nomad – The Importance of Community
After years of being a spiritual nomad and deciding to settle in New York, I am enjoying getting to know my new neighborhood. From the last blog post, readers might be aware that I am flirting with the different hoods in NYC, and currently enjoying getting to know Chelsea. A strong sense of lasting community…
Yoga Journal Live! New York Event
While I may be settling back into some degree of normality again in New York, backpack safely stowed away for the foreseeable future, I’ll be out of town celebrating a friend’s birthday when the Yoga Journal Live event swings by. It also sounds like a great event. Running from Friday 8th April – Monday 11th…
Recovering Nomad – Winter in New York
It was a great weekend in my new city of New York, and a great way to start the new year and new aspect of my adventures.
Yesterday, I experienced the first negative energy day I’ve had in a long time. It started with this policeman stealing my motorcycle at Phong Nha-Ke Bang National Park.
Mt. Athos, Monks and a visit to the Byzantine Empire
Mt. Athos is the Holy Mountain, revered by Orthodox Christians as the Garden of the Virgin Mary. It’s a unique place where video cameras are seldomly allowed (see this great segment from 60 Minutes last year), and even more rarely women. And the Monks don’t bathe. And you’re not allowed to go swimming in the sea.…