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Month: July 2025

A Lesson From My 90+ Year Old Neighbor

My neighbor

This is my neighbor (Image link if it doesn’t show above).

I don’t know how old she is, but my guess is well into her 90s. Her spine has her hunched over almost a full 90 degrees and she’s more blind and deaf than she is seeing and hearing.

Today, she ventured over to my house and we had a quick chat. A lot of what she was saying didn’t make sense, but, I carried on with her at a decibel loud enough for all of the immediate neighbors to hear. Once finished, she turned to leave and I followed her home.

…What I found interesting is right as she turned the corner from her driveway onto her front porch walkway, she noticed out of the corner of her downward pointed gaze a flower pot and a weed. She reached into the flower pot and pruned away the dead branches… took a few more steps, grabbed the weed that was as tall as her, bent it to the ground and stomped on it until it snapped.

…And yet, just a few moments earlier, when we were talking in my driveway, she told me that if she died, her house would go to her son and daughter—which, she said as casually as she did their names—”might be tonight.”

…And yet, there she was, still tending to her garden; still bringing beauty to the world; still managing what worldly chaos she could in the best way she knew how.

I Don’t Know [Poem]

I don’t know what the future will say
But I know what the present tells me
And if I have to modify a rule
Or gray a boundary
To avoid certain regret
And risk some drama
To potentially gain… it all?
Then let me just apologize now
To my future self if it doesn’t work out
But what I also want that self to know

…Is that you know I had to know
And I’m going in with clear eyes
For both me… and you.


P.s. Sheesh… first poem in a while. You can read my others here.

Investing In Ways That’ll Make Life Fly By

It’s ironic… the people you spend time with who make time go by the fastest… are the ones you should continue to invest in.

Not because you want your days, weeks, months, years, life to fly by… but, because “flying by” is one of the surest signs we have of time well spent.

On Having “300” Kids

People will occasionally ask me if I have kids.

“…I have 300” I’ll sometimes jokingly say—referring to my 300ish martial arts students.

But, the more time I spend around parents—and get an *actual* look at parenting life—the more I realize how much of a joke it is to say that.

Parenting life is no joke. And I know all of the parents out there know it. But, to those who think they know it, but aren’t, let me just tell you—you don’t. There are as many different ways of parenting as there are parents.

And the thing that blows me away more than anything else is seeing parents devote everything they have (and more) to figuring out how to best educate/mold/raise their child to become a great person and community member. From the second they wake up (or maybe more properly put—get woken up) to the second they go to bed (if that ever even happens)—it’s all about that child or the children.

And what an incredible devotion it is, indeed.

This is all to say: shout out to the parents out there doing it. Devoting everything they have to the next generation even if it’s at the expense of themselves. Not all parents make the decision to parent—but if you did… and you are… thank you.

…It’s something I feel you might not hear often enough.

Have You Considered… “Old-School” Connections?

An observation I feel most people overlook in today’s world: If you’ve given up on modern day connection mediums—be it social media, virtual communities, dating apps, etc—and feel lonely or disconnected more than ever in the supposed age of connection…

So, too, have the people you’d probably most want to connect with.

…Which means they’re most probably offline and doing things in the real world.

…Which means online isn’t where you’ll find them.

…Which means you need to revert back to “old-school” connection mediums if you’re going to find your people.

What am I talking about?

I’m talking about joining IRL communities (like a martial arts school), or learning a new skill alongside other curious minds (like rock climbing), or treating yourself to a night out featuring a performance or event that excites you (like a murder mystery interactive show) and simply aligning with a like-minded energy and being kind and having conversations.

These are the sorts of places where old-school connections are made.

You know… where it’s authenticity, quirks, and imperfections first…

The opposite of what’s made first in most of our digital worlds.

…Which is precisely the point.

Letting AI Do All The Work For You

I watched a video the other day of a guy in a legitimate virtual interview, answering questions with an AI app, in real time.

The interviewer would ask a question, the AI would type a response on the guy’s phone essentially instantaneously, and the interviewee would simply read verbatim what it came up with.

…And the interviewer had no idea.

But, you know when they will?

…When they meet IRL.

See I’m all for AI becoming your assistant and helping you process information, come up with ideas, and create in ways that help you better do your job.

But, when you use AI to replace yourself completely? To speak for you verbatim? To act in place of your own authenticity, uniqueness, perspective, experience, and social/emotional intelligence?

…Don’t be surprised when AI does, in fact, replace you completely.

Too Busy To Exercise…?? (Part 2)

My frustration from yesterday’s post wasn’t with the college student who quit.

What was disheartening was the fact that she felt she couldn’t devote 1.7% of her waking hours to something as life-changing, useful, and important as exercise.

…My frustration was with Med School.

My frustration was/is that there isn’t more of an emphasis on mental health and exercise from the department heads/teachers/colleges themselves.

…How can they train people to be doctors when they’re literally training people to build such unhealthy and debilitating habits? …I can only imagine how much caffeine, crappy food, and unmentionable things med students feel like they need to consume just to keep up with the workload.

And then after 4-8 years of consuming ungodly amounts of said items, not exercising, disregarding their mental health… they’re supposed to what? …All of a sudden start exercising, eating healthy, and prioritizing their inner world?

…Because being busy is going to all of a sudden stop?

…Yeah, right.

There should never be a time when you’re too busy to eat right, exercise, and prioritize your mental health. Except maybe for extenuating circumstances when you have to care for / prioritize dependents.

But, even so… we can only give to others what we have. We can only build in those around us what we’ve built in ourselves. And if what we’re building in our doctors—the people who are literally supposed to be the epitome of health and wellness—is a disregard for healthy eating and exercise when busy and dependency on caffeine and other drugs to get by…

…What are they going to (continue to) build into us?