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I am trying to make kindness cool and the world better than it was yesterday. Join me. Got a question? Have an innovative idea or revolutionary insight to share?

My mission is to make kindness cool, empathy popular, and compassion commonplace. As part of that purpose, I write articles, coach clients, send emails, host retreats, give TEDx talks, and make spoken word poetry videos. I am also active on Facebook and Instagram, leading an online tribe of more than 30,000 badass humans. My name is Jeremy, I founded Long Distance Love Bombs, and I am fu***ng stoked to meet you. Send me an email and let's get going: LongDistanceLoveBombs at gmail dot com. Contact me at longdistancelovebombs at gmail dot com. Read more at www.longdistancelovebombs.com

10/16/2026

Sigh. Facepalm. Duh. One question from a very competent friend changed how I plan every retreat.

For years, I priced retreats by gut feeling and just hoped for the best.

But then Dan Harrison • Business Coach asked me a question: “How much do you want to make on this?”

It was such a simple, obvious, better way to approach things.

Everything I’ve built since has been inspired by the pursuit of ease - simple steps, simple plans, simple spreadsheets.

If you’ve got a retreat living in your head, but every time you get close, it all comes up at once (what to charge, where to host, how to find people, how not to lose money), I get it.

Nobody has shown you the order of things.

Nobody has walked you through it.

I will.

And I’ll give you my sexy spreadsheets to keep!

How to Make and Sell Your Dream Retreat: Thursday, Oct 29, 5–6:30pm PT.

It’s only $27.

Recorded, with a money-back guarantee.

Comment RETREAT, and I’ll send you the link.

10/14/2026

Make sense? Send it to someone who dorks out on puzzles. (New book now for sale - link in bio!)

10/08/2026

This is for you if you’ve got a retreat in your head but no idea how to create it, what to charge, or how to get people to sign up.

Nobody taught me how to host a retreat. I had to figure it out the hard way.

I’d love to save you a few years of overwhelm, frustration, and shame by sharing everything I’ve learned over a decade of doing this.

One online workshop, 90 minutes. I’ll answer your questions, and I’ll give you the spreadsheet I use that makes finances so easy a slug could do it.

DM me now, and you’ll hear first.

10/07/2026

I wrote this sentence about a night I spent puking up trauma trombones on a bathroom floor.

I didn’t want to take mushrooms that day.

A friend was heartbroken and hoped they’d help him work through some blocks, so I said yes anyway.

I wanted to be there for him.

I was supposed to be his support.

Instead, he ended up having my back and asking if I needed a cold towel for my neck.

This was just after I met the gnome elders blowing didgeridoo magic directly into my forehead, but right before I went blind.

Anyway, chapter one of the book continues:

“I had perfected a pattern over decades of sacrificing myself to keep others more comfortable. I’d been betraying myself with tiny compromises for years, and the accumulation was massive, a quiet corrosion of self-respect. Looking back, maybe that was the day I learned to love myself enough that I was okay disappointing other people, even when they’re heartbroken, even when they’re asking for help.”

Do you relate?

From page 20 of my new book, A Giraffe Named Feelings. Link in bio. On sale everywhere.

10/06/2026

Stop ranking your pain. It’s all valid. This is page 58 of my new book, A Giraffe Named Feelings. Available everywhere books are sold. Link in bio. 🤘🏼🦒

09/29/2026

I got back a voice note, some swearing, a swamp monster reference, and an excellent business idea I will definitely not be implementing.
No chance of getting my phone number, but you can read the book!

It’s out and for sale everywhere.

Link in my bio.

If you’re already reading it, I’d love to see your unhinged reactions, but also please leave an Amazon review while you’re at it. It helps more than you think.

09/16/2026

“Why is your book called that?” Well, I just shared answered the question by sharing three pages from the new book over on my Substack. Happy reading!

09/15/2026

One of the best conversations I’ve ever had gets to happen every day.

It’s short, just two questions, but always lights me up.

“Does Daddy love you?” I ask my daughter.

“Yes,” she says.

Then I’ll follow up with “How much?” and she’ll smirk or giggle or look away and say, “Soooooo much!”

She loves macadamia nuts, books, bikes, and flushing the toilet. She knows what a burpee is and she tells short stories and mixes up her memories because she doesn’t know this morning from last week. When I tell her to count she’ll say “One, two, seven!” and when I ask her to try again she’ll shout “TWELVE!”

The other day, when I asked her if she wanted a fork or another piece of cheese, she thought for a second and said, “I want a fork with cheese on it.”

She is opinionated and can be loud about what she wants. I blame it on her mama’s good genes.

She gets scared sometimes, of dogs and strangers and certain noises. She doesn’t like the blender and will tell Kendra, “Not so loud.”

Her command of language is astonishing. I was reading her a book the other night and when I finished a sentence by saying “the blanket,” she shouted, “HIS blanket!” and she was right. I had read it wrong.

This morning, when I read it again, correctly, she reiterated with a whisper, “his blanket.”

The past two years have annihilated me, but being a dad feels like the only part of my life where I know I’m doing good and am not so hard on myself.

I have never known anything easier to love.

Happy birthday, Squish.

09/14/2026

I went blind, got taken to a blood-stained hospital, and met a bunch of elderly wizards playing music.

That’s chapter one in my new book, A Giraffe Named Feelings.

Things get weirder and more intense from there.

There is lying, addiction, and shame, oh my!

Infidelity interrupts the plot.

Regret hijacks the narrative.

I tell several embarrassing stories in this book. One of them I had never told anyone before I put it in print, not my partner or closest friends.

I did it to show that every part of us deserves to be seen, because every part of us is worthy of love.

For sale everywhere books are sold.

Link in bio.

09/11/2026

I’ve written two books, but Amazon says three.

“Jeremy, what the hell happened here?!”

Well, now that the book is for sale on Amazon, I was directed to set up my author profile. So I followed the prompts, and this is what I saw.

After countless frustrations, setbacks, and challenges in getting this book birthed, it felt good to laugh.

I may have even guffawed.

The adventure of a self-published writer continues to deliver.

To be clear: The first two books are mine. The link to buy them is in my bio.

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Squamish, BC
V8B 0G2

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http://www.longdistancelovebombs.com/

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