I carry a small filing cabinet wherever I go.
It’s called my wallet. Rather than cash,
scraps of miscellaneous paper fill it to the brim.
A piece of napkin, a post-it note, gas receipt, etc.
On each is written a reminder of something -
typically a random thought created in my head.… —-> Continue…
Last week I’m at the store walking
around an aisle when all of a sudden,
a line from a movie pops in my head;
“I see dead people,
only they don’t know they’re dead.”
(this is my paraphrased version -
I haven’t seen the movie in 7+ years)
To which my mind echoed back this,
and it’s been haunting me ever since:
“I see great people,
only they don’t know they’re great…”
It took me a week to write this piece
because I don’t know how to convince
someone who doesn’t already know it.… —-> Continue…
I’m writing another book.
Now, for the most part, my previous book was
more of a collection of stories with a variety
of different topics – mostly inspirational.
This one is more specific toward
the arena that is communication.
I know – it may not sound as enticing
as 50 Hues of Black and White,
BUT if you had better control of
the communication in your Life -
it could lead to so much more!… —-> Continue…
In Life, everybody brings something to the table.
What are you bringing to the table ?
How is it “feeding” those around you ???
I’m going to make this short.
Picture a long dining table – adorned with
the finest china, the most exquisite silverware.… —-> Continue…
It was a fun night celebrated with friends
that brought me to downtown Portland.
That’s the Oregon one
(pronouned Or-ree-gahn by the out of towners) -
not the one in Maine on the OTHER coast.
It was on the walk back to the car that I saw it.… —-> Continue…
Some time ago, I ran across this
quote by Martin Luther King, Jr.
“You don’t have to see
the whole staircase,
just take the first step.”
When I read this, I pictured a spiral staircase -
one that quickly turned out of sight as it twisted upward.… —-> Continue…
“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…
