I imagined a dozen workshops a year in Baja. Now we offer 120+ public workshops on two campuses.
It's my seventh book. I ran from writing until an agent asked me at 37 if I'd write one.
I lent JFK Jr. my cufflinks and babysat Sinead O'Connor's baby there. I retired it on my 65th birthday.
I arrived in my 50s, fresh off selling my company. Brian didn't hire me to scale operations, but soul.
I named it after a Tagore poem about joy and created 52 hotels over two-dozen years, then sold it.
In my early 20s, banking in New York didn't feel right, so I joined a maverick SF real estate developer.
I told Dad I wanted to be a writer. He didn't seem pleased, so I quit the magazine and wrote in secret.
Founder and Executive Chair at MEA
Founder of MEA, the first midlife wisdom school, and former Airbnb hospitality head.
I imagined a dozen workshops a year in Baja. Now we offer 120+ public workshops on two campuses.
It's my seventh book. I ran from writing until an agent asked me at 37 if I'd write one.
I lent JFK Jr. my cufflinks and babysat Sinead O'Connor's baby there. I retired it on my 65th birthday.
I arrived in my 50s, fresh off selling my company. Brian didn't hire me to scale operations, but soul.
I named it after a Tagore poem about joy and created 52 hotels over two-dozen years, then sold it.
In my early 20s, banking in New York didn't feel right, so I joined a maverick SF real estate developer.
I told Dad I wanted to be a writer. He didn't seem pleased, so I quit the magazine and wrote in secret.
Founder and Executive Chair at MEA
Founder of MEA, the first midlife wisdom school, and former Airbnb hospitality head.
I imagined a dozen workshops a year in Baja. Now we offer 120+ public workshops on two campuses.
It's my seventh book. I ran from writing until an agent asked me at 37 if I'd write one.
I lent JFK Jr. my cufflinks and babysat Sinead O'Connor's baby there. I retired it on my 65th birthday.
I arrived in my 50s, fresh off selling my company. Brian didn't hire me to scale operations, but soul.
I named it after a Tagore poem about joy and created 52 hotels over two-dozen years, then sold it.
In my early 20s, banking in New York didn't feel right, so I joined a maverick SF real estate developer.
I told Dad I wanted to be a writer. He didn't seem pleased, so I quit the magazine and wrote in secret.
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