“ You climb up to the top of the tree and while you’re up there I’ll chop the tree down. ” When I was 11 years old I spent the summer in rural Massachusetts, wandering around the fields and woods with my best pal, Stevie Wolf.  We had no phones of screens to...

“ Let’s climb that mountain and take a Wind Bath when we get to the top.“ We were resting in a meadow in the Sierra Nevada Mountains when my friend Brad introduced me to the concept of wind baths. He had heard that Chairman Mao took wind baths on mountaintops in China...

We were laying in bed in a remote corner of Iceland inside of a tiny cabin, trying to get some sleep after a long day of travel when we began to hear voices outside of our lodge, which was on the edge of an uneven, rocky lava field. It seemed like a very unlikely...

“I’m going to make the greatest sacrifice that a guitar player could ever make!” Jimi Hendrix said this on mic, moments before playing “Wild Thing”, setting his guitar on fire, smashing it and throwing it into the audience at the Monterrey Pops Festival in June, 1967....

These were the rules for our late afternoon baseball games in Heath, as declared by my father, the Uber Umpire. We played in a large field up the hill and across the dirt driveway from our house, called “Pickerel Field”, so named for the green and silvery needle...

Mike and I had been sitting on top of a mountain high above Calistoga on the eastern edge of the Napa Valley, watching the sun set. It was Thanksgiving weekend of 1971 and we were staying in a cabin far below the ridge top that his friend Noah was living in. Noah was...