Sustainability Blog

I hired my coach again. Years ago, Nika Quirk helped me reach into my yearnings and pull out an action plan that got me to today. I'm c...

Xena and Caitlan bought a water heater and brought it home in the tiny car. Gently. I heard all about shopping at Home Depot in high heels. ...

When I wonder if I'm still following my calling (as it becomes easier, and familiar, I have to find a compass other than "is this t...

My dad passed away from a brain tumor 12 years ago. My siblings, our children and wives and my Mom gathered in Southern California to visit ...

We live in a house with no water (we're sort of practicing our habits of how life could be if a massive earthquake severed the water sup...

We borrowed Crafty Girl and walked Thompson Lane. "I like all the lights." "That's not a real tree!" "" sa...

"Bob, I've never cut down a tree for Christmas. I'm a city boy," said Karl. We piled the girls into the van and drove out ...

Getting the four of us to Joe and Mary's took as much skill as giving cats a bath. Caitlan from Santa Cruz showed up at our door after I...

I wonder how many people would cherish a flatware drawer that had so many styles of table utensils? I wonder what it says about me that I do...

The two little girls I live with are coloring pictures and talking about their futures. One is in school, and she says: "There's a ...

Yesterday was on the high end of typical around here. Aaron and Jori tended bees, Karl smashed and organized, Liz cooked and played , the li...

I just delivered my wife to the train station. Later today she'll be in Yosemite, and tomorrow she'll start her three week backpacki...

I am recovering my real identity. Lat night was gorgeous. Warm, gentle, a little muggy but not too bad. Betsy and Xena were cooking in the k...

I am so thankful for my life experiences. My childhood and the examples my parents set for me, my ever-evolving relationship with my wife an...

How do we party at Willow House? Very, very well. We mix rhythms, ritual, action, activity, friends, neighbors, paint, feathers, twigs, pape...

"What's this agenda item about some bike-packers coming to visit?" "Well, only if we want them to. I met them at Make Fai...

"Bob, I'm not scared of you anymore," the four-year-old says in that fresh, open, non-sequitur way they have. Nearby, her mom ...

I have a few fun pics about Yuri's Night. And after today's earlier, heavy post, some levity is in order. Here's the first of I ...

"Bob, look what I made!" Liz's daughter holds up a mini-pumpkin with a commercial cardboard cone taped to the top of it. ...

It's important for you to go read Caitlan's blog . Because if you skip her writing, if you rely on what you see and what she does in...