
In October 1962, human kind danced on the edge self-annihilation. “…and so they held their breath” tries to recapture shards of mood of those murky days.
In October 1962, human kind danced on the edge self-annihilation. “…and so they held their breath” tries to recapture shards of mood of those murky days.
I am short of words. Few hours ago I attended a lecture by Chris Rehage. He walked 4600km across China, and counting. His story touched me on so many levels. I am unable to share what I am feeling right now. Throughout the days on the road, a mentor urged him to decide whether he’d […]
I just got out of a conversation with a dear friend of mine who turned 50 today. He brought up a topic of time flying by, only briefly, as it is a difficult topic to talk about. I said I could relate. He said sometimes he would doubt if it is worth it, the work, […]
Trajectory Office – an office where trajectories are checked, mapped, cursed and bent. It’s not a place for mellow souls. Nevertheless it is a place where, from time to time, we must go. No matter the circumstances, one trajectory will surely lead us there.
Why do we behave the way we do? What influences us? Or is solely based on our intuition?