Are We There Yet?

Ayden and Rich at the Helm of Tohora Iti. Dana Point Harbor. June, 2009. Passage Making I was driving to my office the other day, a trip I’ve made five days a week for five years now. The route is familiar; if not for the occasional stray steer in the road at the crest of […]


Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


The Missing Soprano and the Body of Christ

Trabuco Canyon Community Church. Standing in the Gap On a recent Sunday morning our trio of worship leaders was only a duo. Sue sat at the piano, Don stood at the mic, tuning his guitar–but Amy, whose lovely soprano weaves its way around Don’s steady baritone, was absent.  It happened to be September 11. And […]