Hi, my name is Ed Kalaher.  I’m a father, a son, an entrepreneur and a student…and I’m determined to live my BEST life.  In fact, an exceptional life.

But like many, I struggle.  I struggle to maintain my positive rituals.  I get off track,  I get discouraged…you know, right?

This blog helps me, and I hope that it might help you too.

I believe we all enter periods of reflection.  Times where we take stock of our life.  And I believe that a daily ritual, a simple shift in our point of view or perspective, can produce incredible transformation.  The choice is ours.

Recent Articles:

Please Don’t Squeeze Your Naked Grandma

Please Don’t Squeeze Your Naked Grandma

Several years ago, the university that I attended attempted a ‘rebrand’...and spent months (and I’m sure quite a bit of our funds) coming up with a new logo.  Bam!...the new logo was revealed.  It was placed all over campus.  It was celebrated and accompanied by a...

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I Have Become Death

I Have Become Death

Robert Oppenheimer paraphrased these famous words in 1945, after witnessing the result of his creation… the atomic weapon. It was a breakthrough that he felt was necessary to save our world, but one that he later actually regretted. It would seem that it (his...

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Big Rules for Small People

Big Rules for Small People

I'm a believer in the written word.  I'm a believer in the spoken truth, (especially when spoken to ourselves).  And I'm a believer in the neuroplasticity of the young minds of my children. Something I've been working on for quite some time.  Some BIG rules, for the...

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Resolution. Repetition. Revolution.

Resolution. Repetition. Revolution.

2020.  Almost Over.  Can you feel it? Right? Like most of you, I'm looking ahead.  To the horizon, to the new year, to the promise of 'normal', and to the opportunity for growth. Don't get me wrong, I haven't left 2020 just yet.  Because despite the wide range of...

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The Art of Living

The Art of Living

Today, I cried. Shakespeare once said that to weep...is "to make less the depth of grief."  But my tears were not of grief. Instead, they were the oft familiar yet mysterious response to... art.  In this case, the art of music. I describe it as "familiar", confident...

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It’s Just Friday

It’s Just Friday

Today I woke up with the intention of moving my body.  With the intention of embracing the day, versus reacting to the day.  So...I hopped on the rower. A grand machine, really.  A total body workout, without an ounce of pressure on these middle aged joints. I rowed....

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