I first met Howard when I worked at a smallish Internet company that wasn't going to be evil (I'm sure that's going fine). I was teaching Mindfulness Based Stress Reduction (tuned for engineers). I was also facilitating Design Thinking for flagship client engagements, among other very fancy and glamourous projects. One of the employees who started the same day as me was meeting a professor, and it was suggested I join.
Then, I got the lore. This guy has unmistakable bright painted shoes, and you can't get him for office hours in a building or chair. The secret handshake is to join his daily walks. Be prepared with good shoes and cardio conditioning; he walks fast.
Over the next couple of years, I was able to learn from Howard and work with his daughter on the Google Design Garage, which became a sought after executive experience among the C suite of many top tier companies being courted for large deals.
Howard formed RheingoldU, where we talked about the implications of storing memory in devices as an extension and amplifier of mind, the fragmented facets of online persona psychologies, media literacy syllabi for Stanford, cooperation theory, behavioral economics, the dynamics of social networks as a Commons, and more. We even published a book on peer learning called the Peeragogy Handbook.
It was a good, weird time with excellent humans.
After a decade of sadly infrequent hikes with Howard and his dogs, I mentioned that I was making a trip to sit with the great grandmothers on rematriated land in East Central Peru. He then gave me what remains some of the best advice I have ever heard for life (or large amounts of Ayahuasca). It was given to Howard by Terrance McKenna in Hawaii:
"If you get stuck, sing."
I was very familiar with Howard's artwork including installations for Pataphysical Slot Machines in his backyard, his connection to the earlier days of Burning Man, and his editing of the Whole Earth Catalog.
I never thought of him as a psychedelic person or elder.
In hindsight, this oversight on my part was ... unconscionable.
Howard is bringing himself, his shoes, and his artwork to The Chalice this week, and I hope you will join us the Alembic or online.