My son Ben inherited a family heirloom this Christmas, the toboggan that my grandfather gave to our family. Now over forty years old, the toboggan still provides all the thrills I remember as a child…enjoy the ride.
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A shift seems underway in the twitterverse that might make you consider shifting gears as well, depending on your intent and the posture you take in this micro-blogging space. I'm fully ...
Places to learn and meet:
SOBCon wrapped up yesterday after providing the attendees opportunities to absorb the content, build new relationships, and rethink some strategies moving forward.
It was great to meet and shar...
Orbs:
Ornaments placed on the tree seem to capture this symbol of the autonomous aspects of the psyche quite well.
I can vividly recall the favorite ornament of my youth, a small ball, greenish, cut with...
Like the Red Baron:
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I sit in the cockpit of an old biplane and at first I'm not sure how to fly it. I'm then flying low over water and I realize I need to pull back on the stick. Once I do, I g...
