Thursday, May 24, 2012
My radio speech regarding Toastmasters International. Enjoy!
Monday, May 21, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Lying on the cold wet floor weeping Screaming at me My self doubt Telling me I will Never be clean enough Never be thin enough Never be brave enough Never be good enough Never be real enough Never be rich enough Never do enough I am never enough. I never was enough For any one. For no one. For me, I have to be enough, I am every one.
Friday, May 4, 2012
One day a crow was getting food and it noticed a little rabbit sitting over to the side and watching it. The crow said, "What are you looking at, get out of here you filthy little rabbit, and leave me alone!". The rabbit just sat there and looked and looked. Every day when the crow would come down to get food on the ground there was that rabbit. The crow would cuss and snort and bicker but the rabbit would just stare and stare. Finally after months of this, the little rabbit came up and got closer. The crow would go into his rant about getting out of here and leaving him alone. The rabbit finally said in a tiny little voice, "You are so beautiful, thank you for letting me watch you every day. Your feathers are so sleek and black. You fly so beautifully and I admire you so much." The crow just caffawed and laughed at the little rabbit and made fun of him and told him to "get out of here". He would go back to the other crows and they would laugh and laugh and laugh at the stupid little rabbit. The rabbit was not deterred. He would come every day and watch the crow and he would just admire him. Finally after about a year the rabbit came up to the crow again and said, "Thank you for letting me watch you every day. You see, my parents died in a terrible run in with a lawn mower and I have no one. I watch you every day and I feel hope and excitement for the future and for my life. Thank you." The crow barely even listened..he just caffawed and cursed the little rabbit. He went back to his nest and talked about the stupid little creature. After a while the rabbit would get so brave. It would come up and sit beside the crow. Finally, the crow got tired of caffawing and cursing the rabbit. He would come down and get his food, completely ignore the rabbit and then move on. One day, the crow was getting food and he grabbed a really big piece and flew off. He dropped a little piece of the food on the road. The rabbit went out to the road to get the piece of food. He was going to save it because he loved the crow so much. Right then a lady in a hurry to get to work came along and she ran over the little rabbit. The crow looked back and saw what happened. He didn't pay much mind to it and just really thought that finally he wouldn't be bothered by the little nuisance. The crow came back to get his food to the same spot and felt like something was missing. He then remembered the little rabbit and what had happened. He got his food but he felt so awkward. He kept coming back and he finally realized he missed the little guy. Then he remembered all the angry words he used and how he cussed and spat and caffawed at the rabbit. He felt a tinge of regret. He started feeling really funny. When the other crows would laugh and tell the stories about the rabbit, the crow became strangely silent. One day he realized that he would have to go to find another place to get food because he realized that he loved that little rabbit. He remembered how the rabbit had told him that his mother and father had died. He felt such a sadness in his heart that at the time he couldn't see to be kinder and love the little rabbit. He was filled with regret that covered his heart. He knew he could never make up for the way he treated the rabbit but he realized he would never make fun of or hurt anyone else again. He didn't know that he would ever feel this way and he was thankful for the change in his heart. Finally, at a new spot one day a new baby bunny came over and started watching him. He looked up with a smile and said, "Hello little bunny, it is good to see you. I hope you are well, how is your day?" .... and the little baby bunny and the big black crow became solid, fast friends.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I take the pictures to know that I am there..
I noticed that a couple of them,
I can see right through me.
Am I really there?
Am I here?
Am I anywhere?
Was I ever?
Maybe it was all an illusion.
When did I become there?
When did my soul leave my body?
I know it did, I know it’s gone…
Sometimes in the night,
I reach into my sight,
And see that I am gone,
Lost and forlorn,
Just far from me,
Far from the world,
Just hiding, in this box with the fake air blowing the fake cool around,
So little is left,
So little inside,
And now I must go back outside,
To run and hide,
To do my duty,
To help those that are still here but not too.
Why do we look up to the sky and see it as real?
Why do we think that the hunger will be filled by these vagaries?