Want to break through in 2021? Run toward what scares you

In this blog, I write about how Hayley Kellett, co-owner of the Making Box comedy club in Guelph, created an environment that allowed me to have some of the most fun I've ever had, and break through one of my greatest fears. Check out their online improv program, accessible anywhere. In other news, I have just released my Obedience Training For Your Brain e-book, a companion to my … [Read more...]

The hardest kind of practice

Since the U.S. election, I have been practicing acceptance. I practice many things—such as learning songs to play with my band or certain golf shots. Practicing these is not work. Mostly, I enjoy practicing whatever I'm practicing. I just keep at, and eventually, I get it--or close enough. But practicing acceptance is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I don’t know that I’ll ever get it. For now, I’ll have to stumble along, … [Read more...]

A caddie’s tattered running shoes and a black life

Until a week or so ago, I was unaware of Juneteenth, which commemorates that on June 19, 1865, a group of enslaved people in Galveston, Texas learned that they had been freed by emancipation.At 63 years old, as a former journalist, and someone who considers himself fairly aware of social issues, I felt embarrassed that I was not aware of this important historical event, although I read in the New York Times today that “this holiday … only became … [Read more...]

My most memorable Christmas

The O'Connor gang circa Christmas 1976 or so taken by my father. A happy group, I'd say. A couple of days ago, a friend asked: ‘What’s the most memorable Christmas gift you have ever received or given?’ Instantly, I thought when I was about 14 and my father brought home a boxer puppy late on Christmas Eve, and entrusted me to keep it company and quiet overnight in the basement. There was also the sweater that Sandy knit for me … [Read more...]

‘College boy’ takes a manly risk in the beer store

This blog plunges deeply into the drama of my experience in trying to determine if two cases of 12 Sleeman were the same price as 24, and how my status as a manly man hung in the balance.‘ Oh man. This is confusing. Geez Tim, you should be able to figure this out.’ What was the crisis at the root of this great moment of anxiety? Here’s what: I was standing at the back of the Willow Street Beer Store in Guelph looking down at cases of Sleeman … [Read more...]