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“In a Taxi that Runs Red Lights” (A 50-second reading on a life without rules)
Read more: “In a Taxi that Runs Red Lights” (A 50-second reading on a life without rules)A man arrives in a new country, and hails a taxi at the airport. Not long into the journey, the driver runs a red light. “Excuse me, but you just ran a red light!” the passenger says. “Oh, don’t worry about it. My brother does it all the time.” The driver then runs the next…
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“The Essence of Being” (Definitions of spirituality emerging from courthouse lunches and ancient markets)
Read more: “The Essence of Being” (Definitions of spirituality emerging from courthouse lunches and ancient markets)“Quick question,” I said to a friend over lunch today at the courthouse. (She has been serving on a jury for five days. I was summoned for duty today.) My question was: “What is your definition of spirituality?” After I asked, we both impulsively laughed given that this surely was not a Read more […]
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Light or Shadow? Four questions I ask myself before offering counsel.
Read more: Light or Shadow? Four questions I ask myself before offering counsel.Wisdom is a precious commodity. We must cherish it, carry it with humility and security, and offer it to others only through graceful, thoughtful exchanges that honor our spiritual essence. In my last blog entry, I discussed our lack of tolerance, and our habit of rudely imposing our opinions on Read more […]
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“Mind if I say something?” (A 90-second reading on tolerance)
Read more: “Mind if I say something?” (A 90-second reading on tolerance)Halfway through a first class meeting a few years ago, the professor announced a 10 minute break. The person seated next to me, whom I had only just met, said to me, “Do you mind if I say something?” Thinking it difficult to answer that question with a “Yes, I do mind,” I replied, “Of…
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I Hope You Dance (A 1-minute reading on somatic knowledge)
Read more: I Hope You Dance (A 1-minute reading on somatic knowledge)When the electricity is on in our small village of Masaka, Uganda, there is loud music blasting from speakers positioned in front of the stores that dot our main street. This means that when I’m doing my errands, I’m often dancing. One day, as I careened into a new shop, the keeper said, “Eh! Read…
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Four Leadership Lessons from a Ghanaian Immigration Officer
Read more: Four Leadership Lessons from a Ghanaian Immigration OfficerI keep thinking about the very intimidating-looking immigration officer who reviewed my papers as I exited Ghana on Thursday. He wore a dapper, tailored uniform, and sat very proudly in his cubicle. The vignette of order–within the larger scene of chaos that is the Accra airport–was remarkable on its Read more […]