I haven't written in over a week. Kinda weird. We took a little family vacation that I intend to review. San Antonio was pretty killer! I always used my own body and my own personal laboratory. Trying different exercise routines, diets, wellness practices, training regimes, etc. I've done this for personal experience. Instead of regurgitating …
There’s a Cherokee story about two wolves, and it serves as an excellent parable. It goes something like this: One evening, an elderly Cherokee brave told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “my son, the battle is between two ‘wolves’ inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, …
July 17, 1992 I was 17 years old. I’ve known I wanted to serve in our military pretty much since I was born but finally deciding I wanted to join the Army when I was 12. I couldn’t wait to get out of school and never really cared about school cause I knew the Army would teach me what I needed to know.
I welcome struggle. Too many people fear struggle. They wish “life were easier”. People say life is so hard. No, it’s hard work. We should celebrate struggle cause only then do we get stronger. You want to be tough? You wanna be hard? Push thru struggle, see it thru to the other side.
To start off let’s back up a few years. Like 25 years or so. Growing up in a home with a loving mother and father is where it began for me. Things were normal with my two sisters and my folks. My “more active negative tendencies” began in high school. I’m not really sure what it was that led me down the path but I just started to enjoy physical confrontations.
Many who know me have seen quite a bit of change in me the past month. This morning as I was having some reflection time and reading I kind of chuckled to myself. I thought, “Dude, I’ve totally taken the pill and entered the Matrix”. Things look so differently to me know. I have been awakened and I see things differently. I have a new realization of things around me in my world. I know this sounds deep and a little hokey, but it’s real.
Optimism is hoping and reality is controlling. You can control your reality. Control is real movement, choices and action. Hoping for the optimum requires nothing but candy cane and lollipop dreams.