On The Fly

In this episode, Is Your Attitude Worth Catching? In the quiet of the house, where stillness runs deep, With no cars on the street, not a honk or a peep. A soft breeze was drifting, just outside my door, While the wind chimes were singing their song as before. I picked up a book, Ryan Holiday's Key, And sitting right there, it occurred to me: In this pocket of calm, as I started to read, This stillness was something I desperately need. If I’m completely honest, I’ve been wrestling with the noise lately. Some of that, I’ll admit, is self-inflicted—too much exposure to the 24-hour churn of headlines. But some of it has been closer to home. A few weeks ago, I fell off my bike. Nothing major for the news, but it slowed me down, caused pain, and reminded me that recovery reduces your defenses. When your body’s off, patience follows. And that’s when the noise gets louder. We are surrounded by extreme polarization and a kind of cultural exhaustion that seems to hum in the background of ev...

In this episode, Ghost Town Before Christmas . . . According to the headlines, the world was jammed solid. Freeways locked. Airports bursting. Humanity is on the move in what the news helpfully labeled a Holiday Travel Apocalypse . So at 9:00 Sunday morning, we rolled out on our bikes expecting chaos. Instead, we found… Nothing . The San Luis Rey bike path was empty, as if we’d pedaled through a rip in the fabric of time. The air had that rare late-December clarity—cool, clean, almost polished. Trees along the path dropped gold and amber leaves that skittered across the pavement like small, polite ghosts. The sun wasn’t loud or demanding—just warm enough to make the world feel calm and contained—a private trail of asphalt and light. By the time we reached Oceanside Harbor, the travel warnings felt almost absurd. While the news promised mayhem, the harbor delivered stillness. The water rippled, reflecting the sun. The Pier stood against a deep sapphire sky brushed with thin, quiet cloud...

In this episode.  Your Seat, Your Sound, Your Sky: The Future of Flying Is Personal "The call to stillness comes quietly; the modern world does not." When was the last time you visited an airport? What did you notice around you? What sounds did you hear? There's quite a bit of hustle and bustle, along with the loud noises of jet engines roaring. It's always an energetic and lively place! A recent flight from San Diego to Peoria, Illinois, shows just how much personal air travel has changed—maybe soon you'll be enjoying wine even on an economy ticket, along with free pretzels or perhaps a delicious Stroopwafel. Not long ago, that trip was a test of endurance. The inconvenience of boarding, the juggling of excessive luggage, the indifference of most passengers toward the crew, and an overhead screen playing a movie obviously selected by annoyed attorneys. The audio crackled through fragile, communal headphones. The only sound was the roar of the engines. Fast-forwar...

In this episode, Beyond Happiness (part II)– Oh, The Joy! In Vista's light, where sunshine does gleam, A feeling so grand, it's better than a dream! Not just a quick smile, a giggle, "Hooray!" But something much deeper that brightens your day! Like pedals quick whirring, with wind in your hair, Past mustard fields beyond all compare! Those golden hills, like a Van Gogh so bold, Happiness bubbles, a bright tale unfolds! But wait! There's MORE, if you just take a peek, A joy that's like quiet, a secret to keep! It's when your soul says, "Oh yes, I know THIS!" Like a soft, gentle hug, a delightful soft kiss! It's not jumpin' round with a bump and a THUMP, Or getting a prize with a clap and a jump! It's feeling the breeze and the tires' soft hum, Like your heart knows a song that has finally come! So next time you see something shiny and new, Or hear a sweet sound, a tickle for you! Don't let it zip by in a speedy, quick blur, Let...