About Being Kind

The truth is we might not always know the effect we have on others. But still, we intertwine as human beings and we move along and we grow, we wake up and we go on about our day, and sometimes without notice, we come across an opportunity to do something so incredibly simple —like say, to shake someone’s hand or simply talk with them or listen, and then almost unbeknownst to anyone, a simple act of common courtesy was enough to help someone stand up when otherwise, they wouldn’t have the strength to stand on their own.

I spent Continue reading

From In The Classroom: Empowerment

One of my first official speaking commitments was at conference held for law enforcement in regards to the opiate epidemic. The purpose behind this conference was to discuss the methods used to bring help for those who cannot and do not know how to help themselves.
I sat on a panel as a Continue reading

Three things I’ve Learned

  1. The things we say

Sometimes we say words without understanding their meaning. And I mean this with simple words that are easily defined. Take the word, “Always” for example. Always is a very long time. So are the words, “Forever,” and “Never,” but yet we say these words to reflect a sentiment.
For example: You never Continue reading

Note To Parents and Loved Ones: Awareness

I was waiting at an airport in Raleigh North Carolina on a flight that had been delayed for several hours. I was anxious to come home and anxious to see my family. I had so much to write about and much to do but the airport gods intercepted my plans while experiencing a series of mechanical problems. Needless to say, all I could do is wait. Meanwhile at the gate, some of the other passengers complained. Some sat quietly or talked amongst themselves. Others like me took to their own ways of occupying the wait time.
The occupied seats around mine were somewhat filled with travelers, but the flight was not overly crowded by any means. However, whether quietly or outwardly upset, everyone was Continue reading

Note To Parents:

A long time ago, I walked through the double-door entryway of an old white, center-hall colonial home that was perhaps built long before my oldest known relative was born or before they even arrived at Ellis Island. With the dining room to the left and a slightly rounded, sweeping stairway to the left, a hallways led straight towards the back where the adolescents waited for their group to end. And me, well, all I kept wondering is what would have Continue reading

The Cutting Problem

My first encounter came on without reason or without warning. I was in my room, alone (as usual) with an entire world right outside my bedroom door. My mother was somewhere in the house doing mother things. The Old Man, my Father, was working like most working fathers do. I was a small boy and always smaller than everyone else. I was skinny too—I was painfully thin, to be exact. I was Continue reading

From an In The Classroom Entry: About Fear

I am not sure if I knew what fear was. I just knew I was afraid. I wasn’t sure why. I didn’t know the difference between feeling and emotion or even if there was one. I never thought about the emoting itself, which is innate or within us and natural; however, a feeling is different because feeling is the mind’s experience which we tie to an emotion. Therefore, the emotion is fear —however, the feeling of being afraid is due to the events of my life, which I tie to that emotion, Continue reading

A Lesson from in the Classroom

This is the way I remember it —
Once teenage life began, we all split up in different groups. This is where our journeys began to change and the paths we chose sent us off in different directions. And it all revolved around the crowds we chose and our social interaction.
As I recall, when teenage life Continue reading

What’s Your R.A.S.O.?

Before going forward with this explanation, I want to explain that the following is about me and the details of my thoughts and feelings and how they have interacted with my behavior throughout my life.
More than anything, I have always wanted to feel comfortable. I always wanted to feel the idea that if I fit or belonged and I have feel that idea that I was welcome. More than anything, I have always wanted to walk into a room and not feel as if I had to “Fake” something or “Force” something and Continue reading