I Have a Bone to Pick

I Have a Bone to Pick

So, here I am in the grocery store and I need to buy orange juice, but I can’t! I can’t decide which kind of orange juice is best for us. These are my choices: Orange juice with pulp, some pulp, no pulp, some calcium, added iron, added fiber, 50% less calories, low acid, organic, extra pulp, tangerine only, mixed blend, etc… Help!!! This was really confusing, so I went for the basic — original blend.

I Don’t Know When it Happened?

I Don’t Know When it Happened?

The true depicter of the GENERATION GAP! The good o’l yearn! This is no regular gap. This is a gorge. This is the devil’s door. This is the mother of all grand canyons! This is the beginning of the divide. The divide between me and my youth, me and my children, me and the trending popular culture. Actually, news to the world … I’m NOT TRENDING!!!!

Give an egg, sell an egg

Give an egg, sell an egg

At dinner that night, my father asked us what we were going to do to give back to the world. He stated that today was filled with blessings. So, what was our plan to give back? I wasn’t sure. I told him I was going to think about it. A few days passed and I thought about a way to give back. It was called, “Give an egg. Sell an egg.” I heard of kids doing this so I thought I would give it a try. This is how it works…

Food For The Soul

Food For The Soul
If it’s actually food, it could possibly be CHOCOLATE.  It could even be ICE CREAM.  Perhaps any kind of CHEESE on deliciously fresh BREAD.

This is not actual ‘food’ that I am talking about.  I’m referring to the food which fills your soul.  Although food can do this in many ways, I’m dipping deeper down into the bowels of our soul and mind.  The space that makes you breath deeper and dream.

Simply Positive

Simply Positive

You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart

The people gonna treat you better
You’re gonna find, yes you will
That you’re beautiful as you feel
Perhaps Carole King said it best in her song ‘Beautiful’. Her words are the encouragement to start every morning with a smile on your face. I start my morning with thanks to G-d for giving me this day to live. I’m simply blessed with the opportunity to write this article. Nothing is taken for granted. Nothing!

I Won’t Grow Up

I Won’t Grow Up

I remember riding my bike and listening to Steely Dan on the radio:
Are you reelin’ in the years
Stowin’ away the time
Are you gatherin’ up the tears
Have you had enough of mine
Just riding my bike in the sun and listening to the radio. Simply, simple.
So how does one ward off the pending gloom that surrounds adulthood? How do we reclaim reelin’ in the years?
My suggestion…”Screw Maturity”. That’s right, don’t grow up. Stay immature and child-like.
How does one stay immature? Embrace childhood happiness and simple joys.

Don’t Listen to the Mustn’ts, Shouldn’ts, and Can’ts

Don’t Listen to the Mustn’ts, Shouldn’ts, and Can’ts

I really wanted to be a smart person. It seemed that the smart kids got a lot of respect in school and I wanted that. Although I tried hard to be a smart kid, I couldn’t break into the regular learning groups in elementary school. But…I was a really good athlete, so that helped along the way. I couldn’t spell, but I could run super fast!

See Beyond the Sight

See Beyond the Sight

At the end of one of my creative writing workshops, a student got up from her chair, stretched and said, “Ahhhhhh! That felt like I was meditating!” Her comment took me by surprise! This was the first time a student compared my creative writing workshop to meditating.
At first, I thought I must have bored the student so much they went off into a meditative state. In this regard, I suppose my class was terribly boring and drastically needing some excitement. I felt concerned. But…

Actively Listening to Life

Actively Listening to Life
Once I entered the graduate program at Concordia, Dr. Schmid did a good job of quickly putting me in my place. He had a way of saying the truth without hurting anyone. So, here I was all bushy tailed and excited to conquer my graduate studies.

Reality set in when I nearly bombed my first graduate course‎. He said, “Under-grads think they know everything. Grads think they know quite a bit. It’s the Profs who realize that we hardly know anything.” Now, I was starting to smarten up and listen better.