Every moment of every day is an opportunity to live and live well. I've written a couple of things about change and the challenge of that process and how it can be uncomfortable. I'm really starting to like uncomfortable. Why? Because it means I'm alive. I never knew just how close I came to losing myself entirely . . .
I recently had the honor of attending a charity book signing for my dear friend Roberto Vecchi, author of Dragon Within: Redemption. During the course of the day, I was able to read several of his pieces and a few of my own. I really like reading poetry aloud to others almost as much as I enjoy reading it for myself or of . . .
Today I am using my blog to rant, cause it's my blog and when I say (type) things out loud, it becomes clearer. I don't think I'm very good at my job. I enjoy it...when I can do it at my pace. I struggle with the ideas of not being good enough and that often handicaps my performance. Truthfully, I'm probably . . .
(Or the lack of)
How do we know we are on the right track? What does it mean to live truthfully according to our authentic identity? These are tough questions with simple but sometimes illusive answers. I'm sticking with an answer that seems as honest as I am capable of. I'm doing the best I can. Every day. And when I lose sight or get . . .
My personal Rollercoaster
There are days when I feel everything around in me in such depth that tears come to my eyes not a few but dozens times in a day. I want to love those that need love and laugh with those that need a laugh.... And then there are days I feel me. Those days have been hard but are getting easier. I like to run away from myself; not . . .
What is a kiss?
Here is a piece from a friend who wrote the best description of a true kiss that I've ever heard.
A kiss begins with lips unmet
But in the mind the field is wet
To guide the path that gods bestow
Upon the dreams we must forgo
A kiss is felt through time and trust
Shedding the . . .
The challenge of pure sight
I like to think I am self aware, enlightened, educated, feeling.... all the things we are supposed to strive for. And then I find myself full of envy and angst over a situation that DOESN'T EVEN EXIST. My latest manifestation of this is pure unadulterated jealously. I've come to realize that I seek attention and I give . . .