Every six or seven weeks, I get to “crowd source” the methods that seem to provide significant relief, according to the people who need them—and are using them—the most. 

While what is reported to me in these conversations are far from an empirical analysis or academic study, a handful of techniques come up over and over again, so I thought it would be helpful to share them here.  The below seven techniques, then, is not a comprehensive list of every option out there, but rather the “greatest hits” as reported to me from folks who are experiencing these feelings a lot. 

Grief can feel like it swallows the world whole—like no one has ever felt the kind of pain you’re feeling, like the loneliness inside it might crush you. But the story of Kisa Gotami reminds us that even in our most shattered moments, we are never truly alone.

The story of Kisa Gotami is famous throughout Buddhist traditions worldwide. It serves to remind us that, despite the pain we feel from grief and loss, we are never alone—that compassion, understanding, and love are always with us.

During the time of the Buddha, in the northern Indian town of Savatthi, there lived a woman named Kisa Gotami who was drowning in the pitch black ocean of grief.

Let’s be honest—leadership can feel a little overwhelming these days. And leading in today’s fast-moving, high-pressure world can leave even the most capable people feeling disconnected and unsure.

But here’s something that can shift everything: mindful leadership.

If you’ve been feeling stuck in life lately, you’re not alone. It’s one of the most universal yet quietly isolating experiences we can have. And it’s not just frustrating—it can be emotionally exhausting.

Let’s take a gentle, honest look at why we feel stuck in life—and how mindfulness can help you reconnect with your momentum, your purpose, and your next right step.

If you’ve ever found yourself spiraling in self-doubt, talking yourself out of opportunities, or struggling to trust your own voice, learning how to change your mindset might be the missing piece. 

And mindfulness? It’s the tool that makes that change possible.

Let’s talk about how being aware of your thoughts—really aware—can reshape your self-belief, your energy, and your entire life.

We live in a hyper-connected world—texts flying, DMs popping, Zoom calls pinging—and yet, many of us feel more disconnected than ever. 

You might have a full calendar, an inbox that never sleeps, and still feel… totally alone.

Here’s the thing: loneliness isn’t just about being physically by yourself. It’s about lacking emotional connection—the kind that makes you feel seen, heard, and genuinely understood.

And that? That’s where mindfulness comes in.

Meditation is a practice of focus—it’s building the capacity to focus my mind on what I choose to focus it upon, and by extension, to know when I’m not.

I got stung by a yellow jacket and it was totally worth it.

They say that the two best days of owning a boat are the day you buy it, and the day you sell it. Why is it that the same seems to be true for our jobs?

Instead of taking anger’s bait, what if I were to find—and take care of—the person underneath that anger?

What if I were to throw away any notion that there is a “work life” version of myself that is somehow separate or different from a “non-work life” version, and instead choose to see all of my experiences—no matter what I’m doing—as opportunities to create the story of who I am by the quality of how I show up within each moment, starting now?

Sundays used to suck. For the longest time, as soon as the possibility of pancakes was over, Sunday became little more than a grim waiting room for Monday morning’s dreaded arrival. Throughout much of my life, Monday morning represented the beginning of yet another week of stress and inadequacy. My stories were terrible, aching, depressing, and anxious . . . but were they true?

Stella has always given me the best advice, despite having been gone for quite a few years now, and despite the fact that she's a dog.

My dad loved to passionately debate politics with me, and I hated every minute. He’d get loud. He’d get aggressive. He’d ask questions only to interrupt before I had two words out in response. It super sucked and I left every one of those debates with something ugly vibrating in the middle of my stomach. How could a guy I knew to be so great and smart and loving turn into such a bully? It’s only years later that I can see that I never debated my dad — not even once. I debated his suffering.

I took the above picture while on vacation with my family. A few short hours later, I was violently vomiting off the side of a boat.