I’m gonna spit some truth at you. You may not agree and you may even be offended, but that’s ok. Sometimes our inability to be cut buffers the growth we could experience. Like the pruning of a plant, I want to offer you the same cruel luxury. The shears of truth. You are not smart, …
My own worst enemy is a strange phrase. Shouldn’t I want success for myself? Or is there a part of me that needs to die. The Waiting Place I previously spoke of the waiting place in my last blog. It is possible for all of us to find our way there, as we become captivated by the …
What can I say? I have always felt different. That is, about as different as everyone else believes they are. The Crisis It’s a sobering truth to learn that despite the “believe in yourself” messages and my highly inflated ego I will probably never transpire to greatness. Rather than fancy myself a poet, dreamer and …