A Mixed Tape For Life
There's nothing quite like a mixed tape. It's a hallmark of my fellow Gen Xers, and we made them for various reasons, much like we do today on Spotify, but it's not the same.
Passion Over Plastic: How Bivo is Disrupting Cycling
In this inspiring episode of the Kintsugi Podcast, host Michael O'Brien sits down with Carina Hamill and Robbie Ringer, the visionary co-founders of Bivo. This couple's journey fro
Campfires, S’Mores, and Connection with Tony Martignetti
Welcome to another enriching episode of the Kintsugi Podcast, where we dive deep into personal transformation, connection, and healing. In this week's Story of Connection, we gathe
WHO’S IN YOUR PELOTON? LESSONS FROM COLORFUL COLORADO
me to the Kintsugi Podcast, where Michael shares deep insights and stories about connection, resilience, and the human experience. In this episode, Michael takes us on a memorable
Subscription drive (it’s free)
It's been nearly a decade since I started this blog with zero subscribers. Thank you for being here, whether you've joined recently or have been pedaling for years. Since you kn
may grace be generously bestowed upon you 🍀🍀🍀🍀
Grace transforms us, drawing us closer together and reminding us of our collective imperfection. This concept echoes the philosophy of kintsugi, where brokenness leads to connect
THE THINGS WE DON’T TALK ABOUT WITH DONN KING
In this heartwarming episode of the Kintsugi Podcast, Michael welcomes Donn King, a speaker, writer, and educator who shares his profound insights into the power of storytelling, c
THE ART OF EMBRACING TRANSITIONS WITH MIKE BRCIC
In this enriching episode of the Kintsugi podcast, we dive deep into the essence of embracing life's transitions with Mike Brcic, a like-hearted, Toronto Blue Jays loving, entrep
I’m grateful for you!
Last summer, somewhere in Eastern Oregon, my discomfort with being out in the open dissipated. Living just outside New York City, I’m accustomed to the constant buzz of activ
it’s about the stories we tell
Route 12’s ninety-nine evergreen-laced, winding miles that hug the Clearwater and Lochsa Rivers before ascending to 5,200 feet and crossing into Montana were some of the most