May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view.
— Edward Abbey
“When you become a lover of what is, the war is over. Since I don’t believe my thoughts, I have no hopes, fears, or expectations; I’m a woman without a future. I live in the open space where everything comes to me. Reality is a very fine place to be. And guess what? Any time you question your mind, you discover that that’s where you are, too.”
— Byron Katie
“Our normal sensation of self is a hoax, or, at best, a temporary role that we are playing, or have been conned into playing — with our own tacit consent, just as every hypnotized person is basically willing to be hypnotized. The most strongly enforced of all known taboos is the taboo against knowing who or what you really are behind the mask of your apparently separate, independent, and isolated ego.”
— Alan Watts

Some of the best right now from Helsinki, Finland.

I’m aware I’m writing this in the Bay Area and what it means for rap, but I am so proud of you, home turf. 

I am.


Too-ticky’s Guide to Life – wisdom on uncertainty, presence and self-reliance from beloved Scandinavian children’s book author Tove Jansson via her Too-ticky character, based on the love of Jansson’s life. 

People often ask me if I was named after Tuutikki (Too-Ticky).

Nope, but I love the stories and wisdom. We could be related.

Silence is so accurate.

Happy Birthday, Mark Rothko.

Special Finnish guests call for a special brunch. (at 680M)

“If a human being dreams a great dream, dares to love somebody; if a human being dares to be Martin King, or Mahatma Gandhi, or Mother Theresa, or Malcolm X; if a human being dares to be bigger than the condition into which she or he was born—it means so can you. And so you can try to stretch, stretch, stretch yourself so you can internalize, ‘Homo sum, humani nil a me alienum puto. I am a human being, nothing human can be alien to me.’ That’s one thing I’m learning.”

The living painting outside our windows has changed quite a bit while I was away: it’s growing a huge new building. But there’s growth on the inside, too. Nature, a tiny herb garden, making its way out of the dark towards the sunlight. (at 680M)

Hurrying through JFK, noticing this - and then slowly the fact that planes will always be late, we will always get home, and my stress doesn’t have anything to do with it. Before I could even start to worry, I had a ticket in my hand for a new connecting flight and things had taken care of themselves. It’s all good. I’ve probably never been this calm. Finland was good. You guys are so good. Thank you. (at John F. Kennedy International Airport)

For people who enter the inner world, the world of inquiry, jobs become secondary.

Your job is not about making money, or working with people, or getting respect, or having security. It’s a place for you to judge, inquire, and know yourself.

Everything—every man, woman, and child, every tree, every stone, every hurricane, every war—is about your freedom. Jobs come and go, companies and nations rise and fall, and you’re not dependent on that.

Freedom is what we all want; it’s what we already are. And once you understand, you can be as excellent, as creative as you like in your job, you can give all your energy to it, because there’s no longer any possibility of failure.

You realize that the worst that can happen is a thought.

— Byron Katie

I know what it is to enter heaven and not look back, and I know the arrogance of thinking that people need to be saved.

If I can walk into the light, so can you. You can’t help us with your words: “There it is, over there. Follow me.” No. You do it first, then we’ll follow. This savior thing is lethal.

I don’t ever see myself as a “spiritual teacher.” Of course, you can use me by asking me a question. I answer you, you hear what you think I say, and you set yourself free (or not).

I am your projection.

I am, for you, no more and no less than your story of me.

— Byron Katie

Can you believe 1995 was almost 20 years ago? I remember two things from this day: because it was dad’s 50th birthday, he got a goldfish in a bowl (which our cat liked to play with, and which died shortly in mysterious circumstances)… and that he received a telegram (!?) from the president, now Nobel Peace Prize winner Martti Ahtisaari, to wish him happy birthday.

This is a road I know better than any other road in the world, and it leads to a place that’s as old as I am. It’s a place of instant grounding and peace. I’ve been away for over a year and missed it so much it hurt, much more than I dared to admit. After a few days of receiving everything the place has to give, I feel light, like a new being, connected to my deepest wishes and craziest ideas. So I made a promise to myself to come back more often, and when next year arrives, to return here to work on one of those crazy big ideas.