“I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.” Three lines. Three eras. In childhood, life
March 6, 2026
In other words: do the deep work… and don’t Instagram it. We live in a culture that confuses visibility with value. If a tree falls in the forest and no
March 5, 2026
A company just launched a campaign called “Death to Midlife.” They literally want to bury the word. And honestly? I get it. For decades, “midlife” has been paired with one
March 4, 2026
“The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.” – Rainer Maria Rilke These words have become a lodestar for anyone navigating the
March 3, 2026
AI is astonishing. It can summarize, draft, compare, brainstorm, even simulate debate. But the danger isn’t that it’s wrong. The danger is that it’s convenient. Historically, learning required friction. You
March 2, 2026
One of my favorite weekends of the year so far was our inaugural Golden Girls weekend workshop in mid-January, which I wrote about in this blog post. Dana was one
March 1, 2026
I love that poetry abounds at MEA. We have Mark Nepo leading a sold-out workshop in Baja next week and David Whyte’s two workshops in Santa Fe in late March
February 27, 2026
Those with whom you feel soulfully connected, even though there’s no romance? I have a budding friend who I feel this kind of connection with. It’s a little awkward as
February 26, 2026
Two days ago, my conversation with Brian Chesky went live on my Midlife Chrysalis podcast. It’s blowing up and going viral. Listening to it, I’m reminded how unusual our partnership
February 25, 2026
From the outside, it looks polished. Finished. Whole. But when you open it, there’s another layer. And another. And another. That’s us. In midlife and beyond, I’ve come to see
February 24, 2026
Last year, we launched our MEA Midlife Pathfinder Quiz which has proven so popular that NPR’s “Morning Edition” recently profiled MEA and our quiz. Have you taken it yet? I’ve
February 23, 2026
Poem 1: Restoring Me to an Uncultivated State Standing in front of Trinity College photographing the vibrating red poppies. In a soft Irish brogue, as if telling me a secret,
February 22, 2026
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