There have been days when I’ve broken down and sobbed because of all that’s going down. But there are still ways in which we can bless the year that has brought us pain.

The moment Mike said “I am not a biohazard” a lightbulb went on. That statement points to the crux of the problem with our current restrictions. They lead us to fear one another.

There have been days when I’ve broken down and sobbed because of all that’s going down. But there are still ways in which we can bless the year that has brought us pain.

The week we performed an “all Beatles” set, it really clicked: the Beatles have just the prescription we need for this stretch of 2020.

Will avoiding the virus really save lives? I’m not a virologist, so I can’t say with certainty. But common sense tells me that we can’t hide from it forever.

The idea of wearing my birthday suit outdoors is surprisingly appealing to me. I suspect it’s because of all that I’ve learned about the power of the sun and how to harness it for our health.

Why does it seem that we’re forever chasing sleep and never quite catching it?

Flying messes with everybody. Wifi all around. Re-circulated toxic air. Atmospheric radiation. Short of resorting to Laura Ingalls Wilder-esque transportation, what can we do?

Your best self is happy, healthy, brimming with good will and energy. I want to help you get there.