In a recent conversation, my good friend Noah brought up the tendency of industrialised capitalist cultures to isolate age groups, which eventually leads to each age group othering (or, perceiving as ‘other’) anyone born before or after them. When younger people inevitably become the older outsiders, it is common to begin neglecting the ritual of […]
“Well, there is magic in the air!” My Lyft driver greeted me with enthusiasm. Her last ride had dropped off at the same terminal and door I was waiting at—a gig economy mini miracle. Little did she know MAGIC really was in the air for me. I had just landed from spending a week working […]
We must resist the temptation to let the seriousness of life turn us into something we’re not. We must stop believing that life is all about gloom and doom instead of light and joy. This post is a challenge to reclaim our joy. It’s a call to seek more from our lives.
Just outside of Ithaca, New York in a newly constructed warehouse. Sandwiched between a local solar company and a Lime Bike depot is another innovative and earth-friendly neighbor. The very first Minka factory rolled open it’s doors earlier this month. Zach Thomas, Director of Manufacturing and master builder Jeremy Andrews have been working tirelessly (and […]
I have struggled with hearing and ear infections all of my conscious life. I tried Western and Eastern remedies and by my early 20s I was burnt out; I stopped trying to fix it and just lived with it. Time went on, and for me life was normal.
In order to shed the shackles of the “Calamitous Cs” and not be sucked in by the declining negative rhetoric of aging, why not replace them with the three positive “Constructive Cs”? Especially if you’re serious about living a life of continuous incline.
Between ChangingAging Tour performances last year year I launched our first Gratitude Tour. I travelled up the West Coast (San Francisco to Portland) with a small group and every day we stopped at Independent Living communities along the way. Our mission— express gratitude for the elders we met along the way, and the people whose daily work makes the lives of those elders better.
I grew up knowing that my mom had been abused by my grandfather. I knew it, yes. But we never talked about it. We grew up knowing life is complicated. Love is complicated. And most importantly, family secrets are supposed to be kept quiet.