Sometimes a picture explodes in my mind that’s too wondrous to let pass. This was one of them. I’m driving in Carson City on Arrowhead Road to the office. I just returned from a stressful two-day meeting in Salt Lake City. I’m not exactly depressed – well, maybe just a …
If you have tracked me for some time, you know I believe stories are powerful – particularly those of self-disclosure and self-discovery. For me, I see my stories as magic windows to my being, my very essence. If I don’t continue writing my own story, I’m unable to …
As the rules pertaining to COVID-19 continue, my skill set isn’t improving much. Specifically, I’m not good at guessing whose face is behind a mask. At the grocery store, some lady will pass by and eye-smile at me, saying, “Hey, Don. How’s it going?” I immediately …
Several years ago, I agreed to keep my blog posts away from political topics. I have good friends on both ends of the political spectrum, which seems to widen by the hour. My guess is, my family is split right down the middle. I can talk about changes in the weather or how …
I’m sure people told me I needed hearing aids long before now. I just couldn’t hear them. And I wasn’t thrilled about sticking little wires in my ears. Last week, I sneaked into a hearing aid specialty store just to look around. An hour later, I wore fancy hearing aids. For …
My guess is, most people over 70 have times when they are struggling a bit. I’ve hit a few weeks of this. Nothing big, mind you. Just little, nagging medical issues and personal decisions I need to make. I keep pushing them off for another day. Then another week or …
One thing I’ve learned over my 30 years of work at The Change Companies®: The most brilliant researchers and scholars have a way of making complex issues easy for a guy like me to understand. Last week, I had the opportunity to speak with Martin Seligman, PhD, the Zellerbach …
When I can’t go to sleep, I think of one of my faithful dogs of the past. Last night, it was Zackery Adams’ turn to send me to dreamland. Zackery was our “DSM-IV Dog” from a decade ago. As a puppy, he could have kept a psychiatrist busy for an entire career. He was …
The individuals who taught me useful skills at an early age were not the wisest folks in any room. But boy, were they street smart. My dad was street smart. He sold grain aerators to farmers in the Midwest. He never drove a fancy car. He had a Ford and made certain it wasn’t …
So, I made a list of my 10 best friends. What do they all have in common? I came up with three personal traits: 1. All my friends are curious people. They search for answers to questions I’m only thinking about. Their curiosity leads to wisdom and unique points of …