Not long ago, I was sleeping on a couch with my wife and our newborn daughter, just two weeks old, halfway across the globe. After long days that began at the crack of dawn—4:45 am to be exact—in the gym training clients, I’d gaze out at the Dubai skyline.  The towering skyscrapers seemed to echo

I’ve decided it’s time to pull the modern-day Houdini… Poof! Gone is the constant buzz of notifications, the curated perfection of feeds, and the endless scroll of, well, scrolls. I’m turning off my YouTube, Podcast, and Instagram until… well, I don’t know when. WHY? There’s a profound realization that my daughters are at this tender

“Should I get divorced… what will my kids think of me?!”“Have I done this all wrong?”   For much of my marriage, I felt caught between two poles.   On one end, there’s the narrative of the ‘family man’—loving, devoted, ever-present.   On the other end, there’s the ‘alpha male’—ambitious, driven, soaring to the peaks

My grandfather is a fisherman. No… not a, stand at the end of a pier, cast a line out, type of fisherman. He’s provided for his family, and to this day is highly sought after for his knowledge, after catching tons and tons of fish, type of fisherman. I remember clearly, as a child being

So, I woke up this morning reflecting on myself as a father… Standing on this complex, yet dazzling stage we call life, I realize I have been blessed with not one, but four leading roles – each a beautiful daughter, each a vibrant thread that weaves together the tapestry of my existence. Ah, the sublime

I identify as bi when it comes to the “S” word… You know what I’m talking about. You’ve probably been chasing after it for a while. And for so many it’s been this carrot at the end of the stick, always just out of reach. You typically hear it pass through a coach’s lips and

Imagine, waking up tomorrow morning and there beside you, as you wipe your eyes and wonder about what’s ahead in the day to come… You notice a lamp on your bedside table, with a sticky note saying “rub me” on it. So without much hesitation, you say, “why not” to yourself, and then POOF. The

It’s Wednesday night and I’m sitting by myself gazing over a rice paddy watching the sunset over the volcano. At the start of the day I had checked myself into a silent meditation retreat here in Bali. So here I am in pure silence, trying to enjoy the taste that is only like what I