I’ve always struggled with exactly what truly, intentional presence in the moment looks like. Sure, professor Keating can shout “Carpe Diem” from the desktop in Dead Poet’s Society, and since then thousands of pop philosophy…
Have you ever had one of those moments when against all odds, you defiantly trudged forth to victory? This morning a situation came up, and I blurted out these mythological words, “Ain’t No Fat Boy’s…
And with that, he slyly smiled and with some indignation said in a deep, mellow voice, “I have over 5 gigs of Christmas music.” I stuttered for a response. Should I say something about how…