There’s a swirl of chatter, crinkling bags and children’s programs coming in symphonies of crashes of dialogue, music and ambient searching. Me? I’m in the bedroom. My laptop warming my legs as the rain peppers the dark tarmac roads in glistening wetness. I can hear the sound of tires cutting through the slick road in a hurried 5 PM hiss. Today I came home early from the office. It was partly because…

10 years ago I lived in Big Bear. I had intentionally created a kickass life, mapping it out in my mind. Carving it out from sheer will alone. This is something I have done several times throughout my life. That another story though. The one I feel like telling involves me, the storyteller, shirtless, in bed, drinking wine while my wife reads stories to the kids in the next room.…

This is a real treat from the man himself… Terence McKenna.

There are no obstacles, only opportunities. – Me

This is probably the most intense amount of scope creep I’ve ever had. I’m not talking about projects either, I’m talking about career scope creep. Back in 2010 I shut down my S-Corp, stopped taking clients and took a full time job at a financial advisory firm as Creative overlord. With my family in mind I thought it would be a good opportunity to put my skills to work. From…

Life is crazy sometimes… Well, all the time really. I’m finding myself on the precipice of some unique opportunities these days. These opportunities arise from meetings with like minds, creative minds and fearless minds. So I made this major life change to enter real estate. It was a massive departure into a realm that interested me for so long. As I walked this path, I began finding myself learning, improving, and…

The only constant in life is change. – Me Its nearly midnight and I’m still sick. The sickness has been with me since before Christmas and it’s my first full day working in the office. Nothing crazy to speak of other than playing catch up and getting my head back in the game. Then my assistant tells me my sites are down. It’s then I’m reminded of all the sites…

Earlier this year, about a week after I quit my full-time job, in fact, I attended one of those Rich Dad seminars. Emboldened by my decision to leave a fairly stable job in order to pursue the path of real estate investing, I sat quietly through the first presentation/sales pitch. This young lady stood up there describing how she was buying up out of state property like she would on…

It was around the year 2001 that my step father gave me a copy of “Rich Dad’s Guide to Investing: What the Rich Invest in, That the Poor and the Middle Class Do Not!” (2000), which I devoured. I was 32, had just been laid off from my job in the Bay Area and had no idea how I was going to get to that elite level of investment savvy.…

It’s 1:12 am. The wind blows violently outside. The breath of my wife next to me. My son in his crib and his gentle mucous snore. The sound of the heater in the hallway. This is all I hear at this hour. My thoughts spinning, unable to weave the tapestry of sleep like a normal human. I took a sleeping pill, which is rare. It will soon strike me like…