I'm back after a bit of a hiatus. I was preparing to give grand rounds at the University of Indiana (I had a GREAT visit), and as is my habit when I care about something deeply, I became so hyper-focused that I stopped doing everything else - except
I have been broken a few times in my life - that moment when you or your life seems f&%#ed. For me it happened over and over with each of my arrests as a teenager when I found myself, once again, riding in the back seat of a
on the topic of seeing and believing in others, and how the skill of being able to really listen well is so foundational to the ability to create trust, understanding, and a deeper connection with others. You may be nodding your head and thinking - "yeah, yeah, yeah, I&
complaining. I grew up in a poor and chaotic alcohol-laden world loaded with complaining from my wonderful "step-father" who sat at our cheap Formica kitchen table with his whisky highball and bitched about everything, including how I was always "eating us out of house and f&