You Can’t Make This St*ry Up!
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How To Honor Your Ashes!
Scorching your life offers nutrients not found in any other experience! I often hear great achievers talk about how they got to where they are.…
THE MOST DEPENDABLE LIFE-HACK YOU CAN FIND!
The sun was shining and I owned the day. It seemed like it had been months since the rays of life broke through the relentless…
A Message From The King!
The very idea of mediocrity sends my creative endorphins into convulsions. Even when excellence remains elusive, the possible moves the needle on my fuel gauge. Gourmet…
How To Know IF You’re Seeing Things Correctly!
I’m a mixed breed! Accepting that is as pure as it gets for me. Giving up trying to be a thoroughbred, of any kind, has…
5 Strategies to Maximize Life Lessons!
I heard the lady sitting next to me, on the bus, say to her companion; “You live and learn.” I’ve heard that saying many times…
Defining Moments!
The exercise was clear enough; list seven defining moments in your life. What wasn’t so clear were the actual seven moments that defined me. Having…
Got Time For A Heart Attack?
OK! I took time out to have a heart attack. Don’t cry. On second thought, go ahead and cry. They tell me there’s no visible…
The Mission of Transformation!?
The seven truths that lead me to a life I don’t want to leave. It took over fifty years to live it out and two…
I had to unravel a serious emotional, mental, and religious knot. My dad abandoned me and I had three stepfathers by the time I was nine. I was raised in an ultra conservative religion and yet conformity didn't set me free.
I searched and searched, good places and bad, but the pain never stopped until, that one moment in time when everything changed. I'm fortunate. I can pinpoint the time, place, and circumstances that marked my transformation. It was only the beginning but I would never be the same. 
I didn't know what being wanted felt like. I had no sense of worthiness. Any uniqueness existed in my eternal defect. Things don't last. I didn't know where I belonged. With no clarity, and the absence of my identity I roamed into hyper-masculinity and developed approval addiction.
When my grandson dropped out of heaven I became a man!
Read the whole real life story, with the ugly left in, and hope for us all!