Relentlessly pursuing what connects us. 
One person, one moment at a time.

The Human Element isn’t a term you’ll find defined the way I mean it. I’ve been building the definition since 2015, one observation at a time. To me, it’s the innate quality that draws us closer to one another. The thing that makes connection possible. I’m still refining what it means. This is where I do that work.

Because these are the things I notice. A man writing in a leather journal at 30,000 feet, and me wondering what could matter enough to write by hand in the sky. An empty seat where someone used to be. A leaf pressed into a palm on a rainy walk. The flight attendant whose name I made a point to catch. The moments most people move past without a second look.

I’ve never been able to move past them. I watch. I remember. I write it down, because the noticing is the whole point. The small proof that we are here, together, for a little while.

Observation first. Reflection second. Written when something is worth saying, never to fill a page.

Read on.