Commitment.  Today hasn’t gone as planned.  As a result, writing this post didn’t happen when I wanted it to.  But  have committed to doing this 100 words every day.  The point for me isn’t who is reading; it is about doing what I said I would do and doing my best to keep those commitments.

Sometimes its the promises that we make to ourselves that are the most hurtful when we break them.  What if one reason we aren’t successful is because we don’t trust ourselves.  We don’t believe ourselves when we say something.  If we can’t trust ourselves how can we expect anyone else to trust us.

I am proving to myself that I am worthy of trust.

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Preparing to leave and go to work.  People ask me if I like my job.  I do not.  But I am grateful for it.

I am grateful for the opportunity to do and provide for my family.  I take pride in working hard.  Even though I know it isn’t my purpose there is something impactful about giving your all — doing your best.

One of my favorite books is The 4 Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz.  It is about establishing the agreements or the beliefs we have about ourselves and the world we live in.

One of the agreements is to “Always do your best.”  It is simple; it is powerful.

I realize even when I am not the best, when I give my best effort it covers my blemishes.

I can live with that.



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The Connection

We are always creating.  It is a universal law.  We are wired to create.  I had a conversation a few weeks back with someone.  He had an amazing opportunity on the table and he was so excited.  But one day he mentioned he didn’t want to get too excited because he was certain something would happen that would ruin his opportunity.  And thats what happened.  His opportunity slipped through his fingers.

Our future is being created by our focus.  What we focus on becomes what we experience.  We are far more powerful then we have been previously led to believe.  It is about allowing that power to do what it does in the way we want it to.

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Reflections on Father’s Day

Here we are at the end of another Father’s Day.  I have enjoyed myself.  I woke up and did some reading, watched a part of a movie, and took a wonderful nap.  For dinner we had pizza at Mellow Mushroom, one of my favorite places to eat.

I am grateful.  Sometimes I think how precarious Life is.  It can all change in a blink.  A split second all the things we have can be gone.  Every moment is precious.  Sitting at dinner I took a deep breath and tried to snapshot the moment.  Trying to freeze it in time so I can hold it for years to come.

It has been a great day!

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it is the eve before Father’s Day.  until recent, i wasn’t concerned with celebrating fatherhood.  I wasn’t concerned with celebrating manhood in general.  but i see now; we deserve to be celebrated — to be lauded.  it is good to be recognized for who we are.  this weekend i have been feeling good about being a man, being a father.  i still don’t always know what that means.  but thats the beauty of life.  we are always learning and discovering as we stumble through blockades and trip over obstacles.  the process of becoming a father is continuous.  ever evolving.  changing.  and its good.

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the uncertainty

who is listening?

who cares?

why are you writing?

what is the point?

questions that may not need answers.  we live in a era where audience matters.  your value, or the value of your product or service, is based on the number of followers it amasses — the number eyeballs it commands.

i submit the value of your product, talent, or service, is determined by the passion you give your craft and the joy you take from it.  there is an audacity, an arrogance, writers, and artists of all stripes carry that says, “i create, PERIOD!”

it doesn’t matter who is listening and/or watching…

i create.

and it seems to me…

when we grasp this concept, eyeballs can’t keep themselves off us!

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No one taught me how to breathe.  Inhaling and exhaling came natural to me.  I imagine it’s the same for most people; breathing is automatic.  The sign that life is there.

This feels like breathing.

It’s 8.00 AM.  I’m home from work.  My eyes are heavy; I am ready to go to sleep.  But I need to feel alive.  So I let my fingers sprint across the keyboard with no aim or direction.  Just desire.

There is a time and a place for everything.  There is a time to chase perfection.  And there is a time when we allow ourselves to be.  To be in all of our imperfections, shortcomings, and inadequacies.  To just be.

This is my exercise in being.

It feels like breathing.


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It’s 2.30 in the morning. I’m at my warehouse job. I’m on break scrolling through Facebook and Instagram. Earlier before work I told my Love tomorrow I would start writing 100 words a day until the end of the year. Well, what is it that I am waiting for?

I don’t have to wait for permission to do the thing I love. I can do the thing right here and right now. I think it’s funny: I find myself waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect circumstance. But it’s in these moments when I prove to the universe who I am and what I want.

When I’m tired. When I’m at a job I don’t like and my mind is telling me “you can wait until tomorrow.” But this is when I prove my words.

My greatest weakness is lack of self discipline. More often than not I break commitments. I break the ones I make to myself. No one knows but me and God. And those are the worst ones to break.

This is where change starts.

100 words.


From now to Dec 31st.

Who knows what will happen with these words. Who knows what these words will be. Maybe they will be poetry, or fiction, or essays, or all the above. Who knows?

And therein lies the beauty…

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i pray

you dive into this new year

head first, reckless abandon, no reserves

all your heart, all your passion,

all your love.

all yourself.


i pray

you feel your pains deeper than ever

and when fear appears

i pray

you only see magic and beauty —

truth and goodness.

Because that is

what you are made of.

all the good, beauty and truth.

all the magic.

miracles hold your bones together;

love is the air you breathe.


your skin

is packed with light.


are bright by default.

shine, lovely.

i pray

you remember who you are

when everything is

falling apart.


i pray

you remember what you are

here for

when everyone is

falling away.


i pray

if you hold onto nothing else

you hold onto yourself.


is my prayer.

live high,


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The Unwritten Commandments of Writing

I love writing because there are no limits to what I can create. If i can dream it, I can write it. For me, there are few joys greater than when I have an outrageous idea for a story or character or setting or all the above and then write it out on the page; the feeling is priceless.

The only limits are the ones I create for myself.

But I have discovered that there are rules to writing. I call them the unwritten commandments of writing. These commandments aren’t talked about often. Or maybe I should say I don’t hear them as often as I think we should. I wish someone would have shared these commandments with me when I was a young writer. Maybe it would have changed how I thought about the craft of writing.

The unwritten commandments of writing are simple: WRITE and FINISH.

1. Write

The first commandment that all writers must follow is that you must write.

As a writer, if you are to be called a writer, you should write. No ifs, ands, or buts. In basketball there is a saying: “Shooters gonna shoot”. Well, I would like commandeer this concept and apply it to the craft of writing. “Writers gonna write.”

Writing, for writers, is everything. It is the air we breathe, the sun on our faces, and the nourishment we need for our souls. Writers need writing to live. It is how we stay sharp; it is how we improve our craft. Writing is how contribute to society. Writing is all, for us.

“writers gonna write.”

2. Finish
The second commandment is to finish.

When I was a child I can’t tell you how many stories I started; they are innumerable. When I said I was writing, I meant I was starting a new story, only to hate the idea so that I could start a new one.

I wish someone had instilled in me this commandment. to be a writer, you not only start writing, but you also finish writing. because as we learned in grade school, writing is rewriting; if you never finish, how can you rewrite?

finish what you start!

I am committed to writing and finishing. Maybe I am being too rigid. But for me, as I have incorporated these mantras into my thinking it has helped me to adjust my thinking when it comes to writing and how I can continue to improve my craft.

Let me know in the comments!!!!

Do you have any written or unwritten commandments of writing?



I appreciate you taking a few moments to read this.

I wanted to briefly share with you something that I have written and finished.

my first collection of poetry entitled


is set to be released September 1, 2017.

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