Dr. Mark's Musings

Reflections, practices, and stories for living authentically.

Golden early-morning sky over a dark mountain ridge and palm silhouette, illustrating a reflection on life alignment and the beginning of change. Inline: Golden sky above a dark mountain ridge and palm silhouette, used in a reflection on life alignment.

Life Alignment: Where the Journey Begins

A life can still be working when something inside begins asking for attention. The beginning of change often arrives before the decision anyone else can ...
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Exterior sign and upper facade of a chiropractic and alternative-health center in Querétaro.

Learning Spanish by staying in the conversation

A brief waiting-room conversation in Querétaro helped me notice a form of progress in learning Spanish that no exercise or score could quite capture.
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An Underused Route into the Coaching Workforce

Dr. Mark’s Musings An Underused Route into the Coaching Workforce A question from the work of developing undergraduate health and wellness coach preparation became an ...
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Moss-covered stone terraces and an oak tree at Ranas in San Joaquin, Queretaro, Mexico, illustrating a reflection on meaningful work and growth from what came before.

When Work Begins to Feel Like Your Own

After returning to a mastermind group nearly a decade later, I began noticing a different measure of work: whether what I do feels like an ...
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Frida and Georgia, two newly adopted kittens together at home in Querétaro, México, for an essay about making sense of change.

Making Sense of Change: Where an Experience Belongs

Two kittens and an editor’s question about chapter order left me thinking about why some life changes make sense only after we can see where ...
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Fog lifting over a pasture below wooded hills near San Joaquín, Querétaro, with the title "Grief and Change" set over the image

Grief and Change: Mourning What Ends When Good News Comes

An acceptance letter arrived on the first attempt, and what followed was closer to vertigo than to pleasure. On the mourning that hides inside the ...
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