The Cicadas Are Singing the Sun to Sleep

My wife Becca and I were watching the sun set. Not walking, not talking. Just sitting. Two minutes before it dipped, the cicadas came on. She said, “The cicadas are singing the sun to sleep.” That line opened something I’m still exploring.

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The Testosterone Paradox: Why Buddhist Monks and Prison Inmates Have More in Common Than You Think

I picked up a book about testosterone expecting biology. Instead I walked away thinking about prison systems, basketball camps, and what it means to build a world where men can be strong in love instead of fear.

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