I teach meditation. I co-wrote Meditation for Fidgety Skeptics, wrote The Head Trip, and founded The Consciousness Explorers Club. My mission is to empower people to take charge of their own mental health, through the creative application of meditation and personal growth practices. I also teach people how to guide and share practices in community.
I think then: this freedom is better. Freedom from freedom. Freedom from myself, freedom from the dizziness of a million choices. Parenting is very clarifying. I know my job: keep Eden and Sarah alive. There’s only one thing to do and it is not about me.
Far from being passive, I see meditation as a kind of activism, one that, right now, is sweeping the culture. If you’re reading this, you are part of that movement, a movement of sanity and empowerment and genuine caring for others.
“Teaching is carrying on your education in public.” I had no idea when I agreed that co-writing Meditation for Fidgety Skeptics would expose a deeper layer of my own peculiar brand of mental struggle: Attention Deficit Disorder (with a generous helping of mood swings).