PORTFOLIO & REPERTOIR

Dear Friends, I would be nothing to you if I did not take what I have learned from my time here on earth and share it.  Especially with those I love: My Friends. The last 5 years have left me particularly silent about the subject of my Dad's passing...At least publicly.  I can assure you there was no silence in my heart or in my writings, as I have filled more pages than anyone will ever know.   My Fathers Eyes - A Special Dedication Recently I have been thinking of my closest friends (many of whom are in their late twenties and early thirties). As time dawns on us all, I realize that the most loving gift I can give to them is to talk of the very thing that has robbed me of so much of joy: Losing my Father.  But even m ore important: The dire necessity for someone to spend time with their own father. If I could not muster this courage, I would be no friend of yours.  I would be nothing to you.  This is a realm I know all too we...

  Why the Fear of Failure is the meaning of life…   The potential of failing is the very thing that makes any risk worth taking.   Imagine if we were endowed with the absolution of success? It would be an impermeable fortress of boredom that would ultimately suffocate our complete existence.   Imagine stepping onto any court without the fear of failure; The absolute thrill of the game is gone.   Imagine going for a job interview certain that one would gain the position; where is the vindication for our long hours and what is the differential? Imagine a young man reaching to make a connection with a lady he sees for the first time, and knowing that the prick of rejection is NOT something he will have to face. Initially, this might seem appealing.    Initially, all of it is tempting, luring, and even misleadingly attractive.   However, with no risk – What is the point?   If all will be successful…regardless of their efforts? Where can we ...

ISN'T IT JUST SO TYPICAL? THEY ARE ALL THE SAME!!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HFk39ppBHmo

Every season, right around this time I revisit some words I wrote 5 years ago.  It is a song that continues to have redefined meaning in my life because of the reflection it causes in my heart.  While on the road I have continued to re-connect with this song as Holiday season approaches, because of it reminding me what matters most in life: When those bells, Ring and you see, You are here, Here with me, Hold my hand,  Don’t let go,  Even when it’s cold And we’re alone, Wherever you go,  I’ll be there, No matter time,  Whatever Year, Look at the sky See my face, Look at the ground Feel my grace, Time for a change Break those chains,    Find that dream, You and Me, Times running out  Find what you want Find you who love, Hold on tight,   Pray that prayer    Sleep that night,       Keep that faith Bring t...

So the journey came to end this evening. After much preparation, they sent us on the road before the young people of this world.  As warriors of the heart, we departed and many schools and several months later, I finished speaking at my last community event.  This final engagement took place in Weymouth, Massachusetts. It was another beautiful day. Some divine force had postponed the onset of winter and gave us just a few more days of perfect fall in New England.  The students reflected this brim of hope.  Earlier that day, I watched them (one by one) touched, impacted, inspired, and excited.  I watched them walk with shoulders farther back, as they carried this new sense of purpose, awakening, beginning.  The message was simple: Kindness and Compassion, as seen through the eyes of 17 year old Rachel Scott . The week hailed 4 very different schools for me as a presenter. I bounced from the low income notoriously tough neighborhoods of Randolph, to...