Celebrating 15 Years Drug-Free

15 years ago this August, I was addicted, homeless, had not a dollar to my name, and had hit rock bottom as my mental health and outlook on life had reached an all-time low. At that moment, I felt like…

15 years ago this August, I was addicted, homeless, had not a dollar to my name, and had hit rock bottom as my mental health and outlook on life had reached an all-time low. At that moment, I felt like…

I was recording the first season of my podcast, and we got into a deep discussion about communication, not just talking, but listening. It applies to every situation and every relationship, and it got me thinking about my own life.…

When I was a little boy, I knew I was different from the other boys I grew up with. I grew up feeling like I fully identified with my masculine and feminine sides, and I was lucky enough to have…

Making friends when you’re over 35 can be challenging. When we were kids, for most of us, finding at least a few people you got along with seemed fairly easy, because we were constantly surrounded by people our own age…

We had our second group call in The Table yesterday. A great cross-section of people from all walks of life, from all around the world, showed up, and somewhere in the middle of it, someone asked a simple question: what…

My whole life, I’ve had big dreams. From the time I was a young boy, I dreamed of a life full of adventure, travel, success, and connection. And while dreams don’t always come to fruition exactly as imagined, having the…

Not long ago, a post of mine went viral. Within hours, my notifications were flooded, and buried among the likes and shares were comments that stopped me in my tracks. “OMG, I haven’t seen you in the longest time.” “Hey…

Belonging to yourself means more than belonging to anyone else. I remember going back to the house I grew up in, after my life had fallen apart, to spend time away from the mess I’d made of things. In those…

On giving too much of myself, and the boundary I had to learn to set. I’ve been a caretaker for as long as I can remember. Anyone who has known me at any point in my life would tell you…

On stopping, opening up, and what I found when I finally had a moment to figure it out. By Mark Munroe I’m sitting at my desk in Valencia, looking out at the city on a warm, sunny morning, and I…