Travel Blog- Thailand, Changes in Chang Mai


George once said it’s most defining how a relationship will work when people travel together. I so gratefully acknowledge that travel with George and with my daughter Ariel have proven that our relationships are authentic and fantastic! This outcome is not Always guaranteed. 


Less than a week in, my Thailand travel mate and I found that traveling together was absolutely not working well. Societal expectation helps one imagine there must have been a massive communal blowout, but there really was no such event. It was increasingly evident that my friend really no longer wanted to be away from home and, at only a week in, I personally had to decide the risk factor of staying with her because of a case of the “shoulds” or parting ways for our mutual benefit. Ultimately the second option won. Now mind you, we are in a very safe country and she has remained with our driver/companion while I have struck out on my own. We just happened to have traveled to a country where this determination could conscientiously be made!


The lesson I’ve learned in this experience is to trust my instinct and to not ignore my deepest intuitions. Not only does this apply in travel; it applies in every aspect of life. Who’s impact have I missed due to fear of unknowns? What life-changing experiences have I snuffed out due to following the need for a sense of temporary comfort? Who have I MISSED impacting due to my fear of rejection?


The thought continuously returns to me that I have one life and that it is quick and absent of practice runs! Relax, but take no moment for granted!


Travel Blog- Thailand, Day 3-4

It is Sunday morning, and we are antipating the arrival of our car and driver to assist us in heading north. We have a general plan with wiggle room, to visit some of the old cities, participate in a home stay, visit some vast culturally differing areas, celebrate the natural surrounds, and more. I am excited to visit and participate in some of the local silk raising and weaving traditions along the way!

We spent much of yesterday shopping; everything ranging from a local handicrafts market to a six-level shopping mall with an aquarium, zoo and entire floor dedicated to exotic cars!

The McLaren, an exotic car close to my heart as I am of Clan McLaren! ❤️

Our visit to the small business market was truly interesting! A frenzy of vendors selling everything ranging from fried worms and grubs, fish for pets and eating, pets ranging from dogs, foxes, and rodents, some of which I didn’t recognize to  handcrafted items. Of course the handcrafts grab my heart.  This is the piece I couldn’t leave without. A beautiful woven scarf with locally spun, hand-dyed yarn. It consists of a shimmering cotton and silk. It was a pleasure speaking with the vendor about her family traditions from the northeast region of Thailand.

And now, we get to go to the very region where all this handmade beauty emanates from! Stay tuned!


Travel Blog- Thailand Supplement, We Are All Connected!

In the quiet of evening yesterday, my new friend Pana (at my left in this photo) asked me:

“What is your goal for your life?”

  I was amazed and humbled at this query, considering that the last year has found me heavily accessing personal development to become the best version of myself.

Through our conversation, we found that we both have been recently enrolled in leadership schools, and we each desire autonomy, liberty, and to share the best of ourselves with those we encounter.

Can you imagine? Two individuals, half a world away from one another and pursuing such similar excellence so that they live, arrive and perform in the best manner possible! This encourages me and enlists great hope for the world!

Words merely hint at all that I feel in my heart for knowing such commonality transcends space, time, language, distance, culture and more. We really all inhabit such common ground, if only we connect and learn it is so! How thoughtful, provoking and enlivening!


Travel Blog- Thailand, Day 2, Harmony Has Many Faces

The universe has a way of enabling correction. Apparently my writing attempt at this post was not so great the first time around, as it disappeared when I was nearly complete with it. So here comes Thailand Day 2, the best version! Harmony has many faces. We tend to maintain our own conceptions of harmony, and yet it really can be found in so many more forms. Consider the art of transportation in Thailand, for instance. To the casual Western observer, it seems to be absolute chaos! To my local Thai friend, it is “normal”. In fact he says to go to China or India to see crazy drivers! But for we westerners, Thai traffic fundamentals possess a wild energy to behold. And yet we’ve seen no accidents. Why? Harmony.

What appears to foreigners to be frenzied insanity is actually a daily harmonious endeavor of many, MANY people getting to where they need or wish to go. I asked my Thai friend about accidents and he confirms they are rare. I theorized that perhaps many of the accidents that do occur involve foreigners unfamiliar with the sophisticated ballet that is the Thai commute. I can’t overemphasize, it’s harmony at its finest!

This morning we experienced street food for breakfast, right on the ground level below the condo we are staying in. Thai Street Food BreakfastIt was divine! Noodles, morning glory and meats, some of which caused me a bit of suspicion after some travel shows I’ve seen where certain, ahem, gems are commonly utilized as food. You can literally get the picture here. Pana says it is actually a minced pork and rice mixture. I will happily take his word for it.

LrAfter breakfast we were collected by a taxi to move toward the famous long tail boats for a ride up the river to the Grand Palace and other spectacular sites. What a rush that is! The river is forever churning and boiling, and it’s hard to determine whether the turbulence would exist apart from the river providing mass transit. River traffic here is as busy as US suburban roads at rush hour. Add to this the constant reminders being shouted in broken English, “This boat is overload, move to the front!”, making one feel that failure to engage in this command may cause immediate oneness with determining the water quality of said river.  

ter visiting the temples and palace and sweating out our total water content it seemed, we were bound for the boats once again. To say that the boats were “overload” in the afternoon would be quite the understatement! After reaching the stop to return to our condo, we elected to ride a Tuk Tuk., an auto rickshaw essentially. It feels like a motorcycle with a backseat bench. There is no more adventurous way for a tourist to experience Thai traffic and still walk  with his life.  What fun this was! Unfortunately my tech-challenged ways caused me to only video-record 12 seconds of the ride, missing some of the most amazing traffic interactions along the way. Fortunately I have many days to try to overcome my technical shortfalls! To sum up everything, this has been another fabulous day in Bangkok!


Travel Blog- Thailand, Day 1 Extended

We’ve arrived at the close of Day 1 and what a day it has been! First and foremost,  Betty’s tap water slip-up appears to have left us unscathed, thank goodness! We began the day visiting a fresh food market to gather goodies for lunch together with Pana and Mai. Pana was Betty’s exchange student back when he was attending secondary school.

The market was a fantastic, bustling hive; flowers, clothing, food, likely anything you could think of, all waiting to be discovered. And lunch turned out to be amazing. 

After a mid-afternoon break to rest our jet-lagged bodies, we took off again. First on the agenda, a Thai massage. Oh. My. Gosh! That was simply amazing! I’m now planning on plenty of these while here. Leaving that experience, I felt more flexible and slightly taller. And OH! So cleansing! Into the frenetic melange that is Bangkok once again, we were bound for dinner with more new friends.

 Dinner on the RiverAt a lovely open-air restaurant alongside the Chao Phraya River we met some new-to-me friends who are the parents of another exchange student Betty once hosted. They were so lovely, fun and generous and dinner was amazing. Even though I have loved Thai food all my life, I feel as if I have eaten Thai food for the very first time. Like most cuisines, Thai food must be forced into adjustments on American soil, perhaps for the American palate or for the availability of ingredients. The food was like nothing I have ever tasted. The blend and balance of flavors was absolutely splendid. For the first time in a long time, I also had a beer, a Singha more specifically. Though I have seen the label for years, I have never tried it. To be sitting in Bangkok sipping my first ever Singha Beer; truly poetic. With the founding of the brewing company that produces Singha occurring in the 1930s, I have to wonder if my grandfather ever sat by this same river sipping a Singha.

Part of my desire for visiting Bangkok rests in the knowledge that my grandfather was said to consider Bangkok his favorite city in the world. With many published writings to his pen, only one work was fictional and it was grounded in Bangkok of the 1960s. I wish I knew more of the man, his passion, the reasons for his great love of Thailand from his own voice. I hope to somehow feel a sense of his presence along the way, though I am not one to seriously consider the crossing of such a threshold between the living and the dead. Perhaps I know enough of who he was that I can just consider all I experience with a hint of his perspective. Perhaps I will never know. 

The fact that Thailand is a shopping mecca becomes evident before ever setting foot on Thai soil. Every tour book to be encountered is clearly remiss and potentially at risk for never gaining publication if shopping isn’t mentioned, After dinner we visited “Asiatique,” a night shopping bazaar by the river. This shopping extravaganza is arrangesd in hangars and includes carnival activities and all one could set imagination to. A bit of shopping was fun, though I am extremely cautious. We have 29 more days here after all! This place will definitely warrant a second trip before we return to the states!



Travel Blog-Thailand, Day 1, Bangkok

After an amazingly long journey, we have arrived in Bangkok. We arrived to a lovely condo we have use of while here, What a great relief to plant some relaxing roots while our bodies adjust to the changes. Changes in time, (+12 hours for Betty, +15 hours for me), changes in climate with much more warmth and tons more humidity and changes in culture.

Right off the adventure begins. Betty made us some instant coffee. I downed a cup knowing it wouldn’t affect my sleep rhythms any more than the off time adjustment will. It felt grounding to do this, until…

About an hour after we drank coffee, Betty mentioned that she forgot about the water. So we’ve hit the ground running, hoping it will not become a pun. As is so often reiterated, it is best to avoid the local tap water, as your body is familiarized with the water you drink at home, not to mention different water filtration qualities are used all over the world. I recall in Peru that even the locals didn’t drink the tap water. Yes, Betty used tap water. At least we are in this together!! 

We will see what the following days or perhaps hours bring. 


Master Key Experience Final Blog Entry

Occasionally things go awry. Messages get sent that aren’t meant for the eyes of the end receiver. Sometimes such an event can cause the unexpected discontinuation of trust. When trust gets unraveled, it’s often difficult if not impossible for that trust to be restored. Such an event has occurred during this experience, which is why I must now terminate my personal Master Key Experience. The lesson herein is to treat life as if always the main character, center stage. Everyone is watching. There is no hidden backstage for performing differently. My hope is this experience will be constructive for those needing to tighten up their role. Always be your authentic best. If you are always authentic, you don’t experience the hiccups of someone unbeknownst seeing less than ideal backstage performance.


MKE- How to Show Up Authentic 101

This week I am encountering myself. How I wish to show up fully, thoroughly, without my wardrobe of masks and with authenticity. It seems I’m so used to wearing those masks, I struggle to know who I really am. These tendencies were never materialized from a motivation of being fake, but that is the inherent result all the same. Like muscle that is atrophied, it becomes so easy to lose shape and strength. After long enough, I add the story that this is just the way it is.

Realizing these things finds me at a distinct crossroads. I can take the red pill or the blue pill. I can plod along on what seems as if it were an easy path and do the same thing; with the same results and the same output. Or I can double down and choose the more difficult, higher risk, more likely to stumble, rediscovery of what I don’t know that I don’t know path. And I can begin to live. I’m fighting for my life, not my mere survival and therefore the second path is inevitable.


MKE Week 17- They Say The Eyes Are The Windows To The Soul

Windows to the Soul

To say that this weekend has been a pivotal and grand moment that defines the rest of my days grossly underestimates the reality of it! The term "breakthrough" equally expresses merely the slightest depiction of the reality. I believe no human words exist that could encapsulate all that has taken place for me!

For years I have been acutely aware of my insecurity in holding eye contact with anyone for any length of time; even my own daughter. All the effort I have put forth in my attempts to improve this trait have resulted in exhaustion with no significant change in my habits. ALL of this is now changed, forever!! 

Universe Eye

"Concentration is much misunderstood: there seems to be an idea of effort or activity associated with it, when just the contrary is necessary." -Haanel 17-6

This weekend I discovered the depth of the mutual exchange residing in the connection between two people when they look into one anothers eyes. The exercise which introduced this idea for me was one of the toughest things I have ever found myself performing. Exhaustive effort was necessary to carry it out. In very much the same way that a newcomer to fitness performs his new workout routine for the first time, my thoughts enveloped doubt and uncertainty. Focusing on this exercise and carrying through with it has ALREADY made it an activity requiring no effort or even conscious thought. Nothing sums up proof of this more than what I experienced at the airport upon returning home.

Having departed the plane I was waiting for the train to the main terminal when I noticed a man escorting a very slight elderly lady, presumably in her late 80s to early 90s. As I watched them approach a train car two away from mine, she glanced my way and I just felt the Smiling Eyeswhole of my being just BEAMING at her! She caught my eye and quickly glanced away with a smile on her face. But then the sunshine glory of her gaze returned to connect with mine and OH! The pure rapture of our connection! That encounter will NEVER, ever leave my memory! No effort or conscious activity on my part in this encounter would have done any more than hinder the utter beauty of the moment!

We may think we are here developing ourselves for our personal wellness and success and we are right. But there is SO MUCH MORE to it! This world NEEDS us! The world and the people living on it are starving for what we have to share! And as these gifts develop, we rapidly find that the Law of Giving and Receiving comes into action IMMEDIATELY! Why not give it a try! Everyone wins!



MKE Week 16- Backpacking in San Diego!

We are past the midpoint of week 16, and I am preparing for a journey. A journey by plane. A journey to the unknown. A journey that conjures Skydivingmemories of when I first jumped from a perfectly good airplane at 15,000 feet. You may know what I'm talking about; that point after gawking out the window at the shadow of the rapid ascent of the tiny single engine plane you inhabit, indicated by the quick shrinking of that shadow against barren desert below. Sweaty palms. Adrenaline pump valve fully open. Finally my time to sit on the ledge. And. Fall. 

When the plane begins accelerating down the runway I could still chicken out, maybe. But sitting on the ledge, tied to another who controls everything? Well, it's rather settled then.

Early tomorrow I fly out to San Diego, fulfilling the impassioned desire of my lovely and brilliant daughter for the purpose of attending a leadership program that will convene on several weekends through May. Here's what I've learned. It is life-changing IF you choose to challenge all that you are by staying committed to the end. It will gain intensity with each session. I will need to have with me the thoughtful and beautiful-to-me handkerchief my daughter gave me in a beautifully wrapped box. The sessions begin soon after I check in at the hotel. Snack and meal opportunities can be tough to coordinate. Ah, I got this one! Therefore, I'm backpacking in San Diego, right beside a marina with a multi-million dollar inventory of yachts. Have coffee maker, have hot water, have hot oatmeal and soups!

A bucket list item for me is hiking the Pacific Crest Trail and, in ways, I feel like I'm embarking on that. Perhaps it's partly due to heading to the right stepping-off-the-ledge-from-the-civilized-world point for the PCT. I don't know. Perhaps it's the amount of unknowns I'm facing. I don't know what the content of this endeavor really holds, but I do know I need an industrial strength tissue! Let's call this my mental PCT.

One thing that surely is a "known" for me; I feel far more prepared and better equipped for this journey having experienced the Master Key. And this brings me to thoughts of my daughter. With fewer years on this earth and different experiences, I am infinitely awestruck, just as I have been so many times, by her strength, courage and drive to embark upon and see this program through to the conclusion. There were numerous individuals who did not do as she did. As I prepare for these unknowns, I think of her, knowing I will persist and I will succeed. If I had to get up on a stage and sing, which is probably my biggest fear, though I have no problem public speaking, I would do it. If I had to ride a roller coaster that does loops, which I hate, I would do it. No matter what this journey brings, I WILL DO IT. There are so many reasons for myself that I will do it. But if I chickened out of every last one of them, I WILL DO IT. For her. I can't think of a better ledge to be on at this moment!


"…Natural laws work in a perfectly natural and harmomious manner; everything seems to 'just happen'". (Haanel 16:31) 

I am in the period of reconstruction according to part sixteen's introduction. You may do the math. And I see these characteristics of 16:31 happening all around me. That I am packing and preparing for this journey to begin tomorrow is testimony to this. Stay tuned!