Justice League Mastermind

“We are the sum of our five best friends…and so is our income…” -Kevin Trudeau

These men are my best friends…

I have the exquisite pleasure and superpower of drawing big players  together, connecting them. I create spaces for amazing people to shine beautifully and powerfully, especially together…and I learn from them all! ALE is one such space, here is another.

Arttemis K, Dave B, Kirk M, and myself…trading coaching philosophy, resonating purpose, building our businesses…over delicious Thai food.

Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit. Or, to quote Harry Kim, “To the Journey!”i


Recipe for bliss of purpose #4: Take actions that you enjoy that will bring you just a few steps closer to the fulfillment of your highest purpose and mission. In that flow, beauty and joy you can’t imagine will show up. And in these moments, enjoy the journey.


Intricacy, nuance, complexity, and subtlety are what showed up as the possibilities of Dave Burns. Clearly and distinctly.

Up All Night

I love this. Beck’s newest song, I’m rationing it. Only once per day. Because the experience of it is so precious and delicious.

I loved it before I discovered the music video, but even more so now.

In that, a young woman, probably a preteen, marches through a raucous party to rescue her beloved, who is passed out and wetting himself atop a pool table. He clearly couldn’t handle his liquor, and was unprepared for this.

She’s aware of what he’s done and the video is mostly her gathering armor and weapons to push through the hordes between her and her beloved.

It’s not clear whether he’s intended to be her brother or her boyfriend or what. No matter what, it’s clear she loves him vehemently and even violently.

There’s a lot of subtlety in this video, worth perusing and enjoying a few times. However, what struck me was how it resonated in the depths of me.

The boy on the pool table was me, drunk with hedonism and unconscious to the love that she – God, MY beloved, and my highest self were waiting to show.

At first I thought, “Wow that’s her who has been fighting for me to wake up to her delicious monogamous love, she’s out there waiting for me…” Then I realized, it’s my feminine self, the part of me that allows and receives, but juxtaposed in power and purpose. The masculine has to let go fully in order to receive, and the feminine becomes powerful in giving. It’s time to be empowered in allowing, to fight through the crappy ideas of my needing to cause or force something to happen, both internally in expressing my highest self and also externally in creating what I want in the world.

I’m playing with these meanings because they fit me and no one else, both the idea of the masculine/feminine duality playing out this way.

Art is incomplete without the participation and interaction of the observer.

Recipe for bliss #401: Orbit what you love. Discover hidden meanings meant by G-d only for you. Share your joy.



Recipes for Bliss

So one of my committments here is to share those amazing things I discover that give access to amazing states of being.

Hence, “recipes for bliss.”

Today’s main recipe: Dr. Barry Morguelan (energyforsuccess.com) released these breathing exercises, they’re amazing ways to get energized and ready for action, recovering if you’re tired, and just getting into a state of feeling good.

So my ex girlfriend would just leave them on in the background at her house while doing other things, on the reasoning that anecdotal reports of children and others having them left on in the background produced dramatic behavioral changes, like rambunctious kids settling down.

So I tried it today, camouflaging the exercises (which usually I lay down and close my eyes to follow the visualizations of etc) beneath the tunes of M83. My whole experience changed. I went from exhausted to alert, fuzzy to focused, and brimming with joy.

This was the first time I’ve done more than six hours of those in one day. Very powerful.

So imagine going from that state to a massage by the amazing lady Catherine Pierce!!!

I was suddenly blissful AND present.


Recipe # 3: get present. Get grateful. That’s all you need.

…or Beck’s music. 😉

CEO, By Any Other Name, On Another Event’s Eve

The bridge of the Enterprise-D is empty, to be purged of a particular type of radiation by a certain energy sweep. Captain Picard is alone, taking a moment in the silence and solitude to gingerly and gently attend to the fine details of his ship, with a subtlety of appreciation and knowingness crossing his face.

As he strokes the wood of the section behind where he usually sits, you see this glimmer of pride in his eyes. He knows this place, this thing that maneuvers under his command, with a delicacy of taste that surpasses what anyone else can bring.

It’s an icon of the modern CEO. The CEO we might take as not just standing over and coordinating the employees and subordinates – indeed, he is bringing a certain unique and personal craftsmanship and artistry to the whole interlocking system of people and policies and plans and organization…the business as the most intricate modern artwork available to humanity. I used to think that title was held by film, but businesses themselves are close competitors in complexity and chaotics.

I find it’s time to bring this love of the tiny tittles, and the giant strokes…to my expression of ALE. Time to release how I’ve been showing up and instead show up as the space where everyone else shows up.

The line from my workshop repeats in my head: “I had a vision. And now, you’re sitting in it.”

Ironically, it’s not merely the auteur at play. It’s the profound listener, the space where everything else shows up…that I get to be, at an ALE event.

Alright, this is enough to dig myself out of the swamp. Time to get to work.

Recipe for Bliss #47: Your business is your artwork, your business is itself your gift to the world.

A side-note: if you’re dealing with overwhelm, just find a way to decompress by placing your attention elsewhere than on the problem(s) and issue(s). That’s what I did, and this article was the fun result.

into the unknown

Coaching, what a fascinating industry.

Transformation unleashes uncertainty as much as clarity. The spaces in the body, the spaces in the mind…that get unleashed and opened and explored…are as wild, free, new, and unmapped as those in the psychedelic experience (in fact, they are often the very same spaces).

Which leads to the issue. In these spaces of uncertainty where who you are in your very being gets unveiled and generated in a conversation, the function of the coach is vital. A sort of Beatrice to the unconscious or subconscious or superconscious, depending on who is speaking.

Each coach has, like Steve Jobs, either a Reality Distortion Field…or a Reality Articulation Field. The most effective model wins. Whether it is the Identity, the Shadow, the True Will, Orgasm, Shen…there are many different maps and overlays for the raw experiences seized upon by the individual in self-discovery.


And it behooves one entering this space, where another (the coach) gets to tell you who you are/what’s “Really” going on…to have a balance between self-assuredness on the one hand (knowing and carving out one’s limits, boundaries, uniqueness, and desires in the face of strong, expertise-equipped personalities)…and also a willingness to learn, which is the very reason you would approach a coach or mentor…because they have a way of being with reality or people…or a way of being in action on that reality (aka a skillset or a distinction set) which makes them have more of what you want than you currently do. Neil Strauss makes a good attempt to articulate the potential pitfalls in the self-healing process in his appendices to The Truth, for example.

In other words, put simply, to quote the Oracle from The Matrix Revolutions: “Make up your own damn mind.”

If You Choose an Awakened Woman~

I absolutely love this.

Sacred Dreams



If you choose to love an awakened woman, understand that you are entering into new, radical and challenging territory.

If you choose to love an awakened woman, you cannot stay asleep.

If you choose to love an awakened woman, every part of your Soul will be aroused, not just your sexual organs or even your heart.

Frankly, if you prefer a normal life, stick with a normal girl.

If you want a tame life, seek only a woman who has allowed herself to be tamed.

If you only want to dip your toe into the flowing waters of Shakti, stay with the safe, tamed woman who has not yet plunged into the wildness of the Sacred Feminine ocean.

It is comfortable to love a woman who has not yet activated her inner sacred powers, because she does not push your buttons.


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Star Trek

The new Discovery trailer dropped last weekend and I can’t seem to stop watching it. I love and adore it.

Why do I orbit this so much that it never leaves me, daily? So much that I have a podcast called Clever Orbits to document and share these?

Because it taps into something deep and strong in me. That part of me that wants to make a difference, to see it made, to share it.

an apocalypse of insomnia

My first visit to Enchanted Rock! It was appropriately healing – in only the most challenging possible way. I went out there with trust in the idea that being closer to Nature would be, finally, THE effective strategy to vanquish the insomnia I’ve dealt with for the past 11 months or so. That I could simply be out there and reset everything and wake up refreshed.
It wasn’t so. The insomnia overpowered me. My choice, after the initial rage against the powerlessness I felt – the same one that has been there since I witnessed my father beat the crap out of my mother when I was younger and couldn’t stop him, very close to infancy, which I finally began to touch and stay with, here – was to surrender to my body in those moments and create something else instead.
When I couldn’t sleep – powered by the raw fruit fast I was on – I hiked in the dead of night to the rock itself, finding instead a faith in MY own ability to achieve WHATEVER I believe I can achieve. And it WAS faith. Faith that I was taking the right path, faith that it would turn out, faith that the food and water I could fit in my shorts would sustain such a trip, faith that I was safe (traveling alone in darkness with a useless and dead phone) from any and all potentially dangerous animals or slips and falls…faith in the intuitive ability of my body to sense the subtleties of terrain I’d never encountered before and to manage it gracefully…and finally, I was hurting after one hour of hiking…but six? Faith that I wouldn’t just collapse.
I transform my doubt and fear into faith, and I do this with ACTION. I KNOW myself as the FEARLESS Cause in the Matter of my life from what I HAVE achieved. I honor my word and make things happen that weren’t going to happen anyway regardless of how many splinters, cuts, and blisters it takes to achieve them. I love myself enough to confront the powerlessness, the terror, and the burning desire by taking massive action to inscribe on my neurons who I REALLY am, what I’m REALLY capable of.
I didn’t get what I wanted. I got what I needed. And I am grateful.
Talk about embodying Austin Life Empowered, WOW!