What becomes possible when one invitation creates the space for strangers, old friends and entire communities to find one another? Last Sunday, a corner of Regent’s Park became a meeting place for friendships spanning decades, families, neighbours, old colleagues and...
Recently, I came across an idea from Townsend Wardlaw that stopped me in my tracks: You cannot build a million-dollar relationship with a founder until you have built one with yourself. Townsend was talking about becoming a trusted adviser to ambitious founders...
Why my annual Friends & Friend’s Friends Picnic matters more than ever Back in the summer of 2002, I had a simple idea. What if I invited all my friends to a picnic—and asked them to invite their friends too? I had no idea what would happen. What began as a...
The real test of self-love begins when someone else says no – and you have to decide what that means about you. Last week, I wrote about what it really means to say, “I choose you” It was in the context of my cousin Suraj marrying his sweetheart...
A family wedding, a precious memory of my father, and why lasting love may be the most intimate expression of The Connection Revolution. I choose you—and I keep choosing you. Last Sunday, I attended the wedding of my first cousin Suraj. He stood beside Aayushi,...
One of the things I love most about living in London is that you never quite know what the day has in store. Yesterday was a perfect example. I was in central London at the National Gallery for lunch with my friend Peter, who was celebrating a special birthday. There...
Last weekend, I found myself in six very different gatherings across London. On Friday afternoon, I joined hundreds of people watching the Wimbledon men’s semi-final on a giant outdoor screen in central London. Complete strangers, all absorbed in the same drama,...
Last weekend I found myself in two very different places. One was Greenwich Park. The other was London’s Pride celebration. At first glance, they couldn’t have been more different. One was peaceful and spacious, with families picnicking, runners enjoying...
How one extraordinary friend, a Sanskrit word and twenty years of coaching reminded me what really holds people back. Yesterday was one of the happiest memorials I’ve ever attended. That probably sounds like a contradiction. Surely memorials are supposed...
Today is one of those rare days when several meaningful occasions come together. It’s Father’s Day. It’s International Yoga Day. And it’s also the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year. Three very different celebrations. Yet as I...
