

About two years or so after I graduated from architecture school, I was assigned to manage a project. A big one. A university in Oran, Algeria.
I wasn’t assigned because I was so good. Looking back I was green. I didn’t have the vision. I didn’t have the big picture. I didn’t have even the small picture.
Then a new person came to manage the department, and he sent me back to be a draftsperson to prove myself from the ground up.
As any self-respecting arrogant person would, I said that I didn’t have to prove















I had a remarkable learning experience today It being Tuesday, I went to my chiropractor, like I have been for the past 30 years. I was out of whack… limping, wheezing, hurting. There was hardly any misalignment physically, but energetically … 

The illusion of progress