We've all heard the saying,"if it ain't broke, don't fix it", right? That may be good for maintenance purposes, but if "it" can change for the better, shouldn't we be on board with that for growth's sake? At some point, we've most likely felt the nudge to make some kind of change, even getting motivated to the point of almost making said change, only to ultimately Resist The Reset.

Nature is a resilient and poignant teacher. It also doesn’t have an ego or a need to be noticed. So, I’m occasionally embarrassed when I’m tapping away on my laptop when I look up and stumble upon a technicolor Baja sunset. Here’s a poem I wrote as an ode to the beauty that surrounds me.

When I think about what it means to be rich, I often think of something that Dave Brubeck, the late American jazz pianist and composer, who was still performing at concert halls around the world at the age of 81, said when he was interviewed by Hedrick Smith for a PBS documentary.

Two days ago, I did three podcasts within six hours and two of the three podcasters - a man and a woman, one early in the day, one at the end of the day - started the session with the words that are the title of this post. I know, sort of weird, right?! I hope my mom won’t be listening to these two podcasts.

I have a soft place in my heart for the modern-day philosopher. Martha Nussbaum, Ryan Holiday, Cornel West, Pico Iyer, Brian Johnson, Judith Butler. I admire them all. But, at the head of my class is Alain de Botton. I got to know Alain when we brought him to speak to all of our Airbnb employees six years ago.

Long ago, we almost named a Sacramento restaurant “Gravitas” in our newly renovated Citizen Hotel. We wanted to signal that this was where politicos made important deals. While we ultimately opted for the name “Grange,” I took note that many of the older people I admired seemed to embody a perfect alchemy of gravitas and levity.

I’ll admit it. I’m a “karmic capitalist.” I believe what goes around, typically, comes around in life and business. The only question is how long it takes. This concept is now in vogue. “Conscious capitalism” has emerged.

“I think as one grows older, one is appallingly exposed to wearing life instead of living it. Habit, physical deterioration and a slower digestion of our experiences, all tend to make one look on one’s dear life as a garment, a dressing gown, a raincoat, a uniform, buttoned on with recurrent daily (tasks)...

In Australian Aboriginal society, a “walkabout” is a rite of passage during which male adolescents undergo life in the wilderness for a period as long as six months. The journey marks the spiritual and traditional transition into manhood. Nowadays, Australians have co-opted the word to describe their journeys around the globe.

Once upon a time, there were three sisters: Serendipity, Synchronicity, and Epiphany. They lived in a small fishing and farming village in southern Baja, a tranquil place some called Yet. From far and wide, midlife pilgrims flew into the bustling Los Cabos airport seeking the sisters. But they would immediately realize this was “Not Yet.”