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When it comes to pandemics, there is probably no more valuable skill to acquire than mastering the art of levitation. One might reasonably argue that developing a vaccine should earn a higher spot on my list than floating on air, but I am just hopeful enough to...
Touching My Toes By Summer
It’s a divisive and troubled world, my friends. We have to do something to make a stand and do our part to save the Earth. I don’t know what you have planned, but I have officially thrown my cap over the wall and hereby declare that I will touch my toes by the twentieth day of June. Deep bend. Fingers on top of toes.
The Challenge to Go to Infinity and Beyond
Scientists tell us that for every grain of sand on Earth, there are 10,000 stars in the universe (along with 275 million new stars born every day). I offer this just in case you need to remind yourself that there is more to life than the small planet we’re living on, or the three new brown spots you just discovered on your arm, or the hearing aids you can’t find without your glasses.
Nee. Nā. La'. Ne. Nej. Non. Ei. Ochi. Loh. Tidak. Não. Net. Nein. Or as they say in Nepalese…NO! No is a beautiful word, my friends. It rolls off the tongue like poetry. And it's not just for four-year-olds anymore. It belongs to wise poets, fierce warriors, and anyone who wants a better second half of life. I hope you will do yourself a favor and check out this week's post. You deserve a little NO in your life.
Q&A With Chip Conley
Oxygen Blazers is back! Our tribute to those trailblazing men and women who are finding new ways to inspire us all to live a creative and awakened second half of life. Today, we bring you Chip Conley, author of Wisdom@Work: The Making of a Modern Elder, and founder of the Modern Elder Academy. Enjoy!
A Masterclass From My Wife
When people ask me what my wife Terri is like, I like to tell the story of how I once walked into the kitchen and found her with her head halfway in the oven. She was in there a good five minutes before she came out. She looked at me and smiled. “The hairdryer broke.”