Last night Laura, Gabe and I squeezed into Riv38, a tiny Paris jazz club tucked into a vaulted 13th century cellar. Sitting shoulder to shoulder with strangers while musicians, Ludovic Ernault & Simon Martineau, improvised just a few feet away. I found myself slowing down enough to savor the music. Some of the most meaningful moments […]
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Last week we celebrated my daughter’s 23rd birthday by taking her to her favorite restaurant, DC Vegan, just off DuPont Circle in the city. And tonight, she’s experimenting with coffee, preparing for an all-nighter as she studies for two finals tomorrow. One week you are celebrating a milestone over birthday cake. The next, you are
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The week is off to a rockin’ start for me as I head to Chicago to help lead an Innovation Summit for the College of American Pathologists, one of my favorite clients. I am super excited about learning what everyone is up to, participating in a panel with leaders from inside the organization, leading a session
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I passed a cluster of candles in a restaurant recently and felt myself settle a bit, touched by an ancient response. The light was warm. It was more than a decoration for me. It was an attempt to change how people would feel in that space, shifting toward inner peace and reflection in a very
There are moments when the path ahead disappears. Not because you’ve lost your way, but because the terrain itself has shifted beneath your feet. What worked yesterday no longer applies. What comes next is unclear. And yet, you still have to move forward. That’s where my family is now with our faithful canine companion, Kaya.
This past Saturday, I spent hours wandering through tables of posters, albums, and memorabilia, surrounded by people who were absolutely into it. Hunting for deals, sharing finds, and trading stories. My daughter, Ruchi, and I were in Philadelphia for a K-Pop flea market. We were joined by one of my daughter’s gaming buddies, whom she
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From the time my son was three until he was twenty-three, we took a weeklong father-son trip every summer. It became our rhythm, a pause in the year where it was just the two of us. A handful of those years brought us to Mount Mitchell, NC. There is something about that place. The cool
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When I travel, everything changes: new city, new room, new rhythm. I find it’s easy to lose my center in the midst of all that movement. Over time, I’ve learned I need something simple and consistent to stay grounded, so I created a small ritual I use every time I arrive in a hotel room.
When I was a kid, my dad took me camping in all kinds of weather. Not just the sunny days, but the cold ones, the gray ones, the ones when rain poured on our tent and thunder rolled across the sky. Some of my best camping trips in the Adirondacks involved huge claps of thunder
Last weekend I was in San Diego. That’s me in the photo with the sunset behind me. Today I’m in Chicago, where I am spending three days with another great client Travel has been part of my work for decades, and I still feel the same spark every time I step out of my house
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