Study how water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks. Also learn from holy books and wise people. Everything—even mountains, rivers, plants and trees—should be your teacher.
—Morihei Ueshiba

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​Writer, Director, Husband, Dad and Stirrer of the Cosmic Oatmeal.

Hi I'm Jack. I live in Tokyo Japan and work as a copywriter/creative director. 

​I came to Japan twenty years ago to study Aikido and fell in love with the country, the culture, and a beautiful woman named Yoko. We married almost 15 years ago and we have a teenage daughter who keeps us on our toes. 

Thanks for visiting my blog of ramblings as I look at my own life and  look for ways to make it better. I hope you too will find something interesting here and make it yours. 



November 28, 2019

Tires on wet streets

rip through puddles.

Gray skies reflect 

against grayer pavement,

and she walks to school

umbrella in hand.

March 8, 2019

“Hi Jiyak!”

The iya pronunciation always kicked me in the gut. English let him grandstand in front of local clients. His two-word questions. My answers. He overacts, raising his eyebrows and flailing his arms about, to swag his “international.” A feedback loop for his ego.

I sat across from him and pulled my gear from my ba...

November 29, 2018

Somewhere under layers of chaos,

Shrouded by Poseidon’s depths,

And preserved not on principle,

But under the chill of circumstance.

To know the pressure and the cold,

And the sand swirls and the eddies,

Yet not know where one lies. 

To float, mingling with seaweed, sand,

   and the fish that swim,

The drifting bits of barnacles, 


November 29, 2018

Cattle bellow in time 

with the metal squawk

of the windmill.

And a breeze stirs 

the Kansas dust, 

sprinkling me,

then whispering through the corn. 

The truck in the distance,

is trailed by an earthy cloud, 

silent until the buzz

of its engine and the crunch

of the earth beneath its tires

poke through the stillness.

It descends into...

October 3, 2018

I gazed into the table’s woodgrain finish where patterns danced and jiggled as he talked. The smile in his voice provided a strange sense of security, and the way he annunciated each word, revealed his education. I shifted my weight and made an attempt to steal a glimpse of is face only to be met by meet John’s meaty hand...

September 29, 2018

I consider myself lucky. I have designed my career, and it serves me, much better than the other way around. In the beginning, I fell siege to the corporate call—a lemming damned to an antagonizing existence of daily minutiae. It beat me down and taught me the value of fear: zero, unless you use it to motivate yourself. I...

September 23, 2018

Life is so much more than God’s classroom. I don’t know about you, but "classroom" conjures up images of Sister Thaddeus whopping my wrists with a yardstick. Yes, sometimes it feels like God’s giving us a nice little wollop but if I look at the circumstances behind the wollop there’s a good chance I had something to do wi...

May 6, 2018

At one time, our bodies—with innate intelligence developed over millennia—had to plan for famine. This is no longer the case; we live in a time of abundance. In a time that allows us to eat bananas and avocados year around, which was akin to driving a Ferrari only fifty to one-hundred years ago. 

We have more food than our...

February 2, 2018

“So, Chris says, `Why don’t we go to John’s place and…`” DING “…Hold on. I have to check this.” I fiddle with my phone. “Where was I?” DING! “Hold on again. Sorry.” It’s as if the person on the other side of the world is more important than the conversation we’re in now. I’ve been on both sides of this equation.

It’s so ea...

January 17, 2018

Our culture relies on motivation far more than inspiration. Every day millions of us wake and suck it up to face a day’s worth of meaningless tasks—often picking the low-hanging fruit for the illusion of a win. We seek to motivate ourselves, our kids, and our employees, but are we inspired and inspiring others to live lif...

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