From the earliest days of man when families became tribes, we have been sucked into the evil. Villages became cities; cities became countries and kingdoms became dictatorships or democracies. We threaten, maim and kill those who compete with our point of view. We arm and train our children; calling them the righteous soldier. We take the innocent volunteer and send them off to commit state-sponsored murder and other atrocities.

No soldier,  I won’t thank you for your service.

I apologize that humanity needs your service.

All indications are it will never change; countries without power live in chains. The peaceful who abandon the blade, spear, arrow and bullet soon find torture, suppression and elimination their fate.  To maintain our peaceful way of life the murder, suppression and even total elimination of our foes will always be required.

If our society was violent by nature, the satisfaction of vanquishing our enemies would be acceptable. We try to maintain a peaceful facade and leave you to deal with the conflicts that arise from your state-sponsored actions.

No warrior, I won’t thank you for your service.

I apologize for human nature and the things you had to see and do in the name of peace.

For the glory of Rome.

For freedom from colonial rule.

For the safety of the pioneer.

For the preservation of the union.

For stopping the axis of evil. (WW 1&2)

For stopping the red menace from the north (Korea and Vietnam)

For elimination of terrorism.

For this list being only seven of thousands.

Unless you have experienced the trauma good men and women feel when they eliminate an enemy and have to relive that vivid moment for a lifetime, you need to know how hollow “thank you” sounds.

Even I’m sorry is inadequate.


Beware the power of the bully.
Helplessness magnified by unrelenting cruelty.
Lost in the darkness, wallowing in self-pity.
Crushed self-worth.
The bully reaches across decades haunting you.

Seeking approval and inclusion anywhere.
What will be enough to banish the demon?
Stellar academic success, decades of professional success, amazing children and grand-kids, early retirement and financial stability?
Decades filled with love and joy
Yet you carry the bullies marks.

You can never change the past.
It will never be better, softer, or more acceptable.
Accept the bullying for what it was.
Unpleasant, heartbreaking torture.
Looking back from this future see clearly how the bully inspired and motivated tremendous success.

You are imperfect, blemishes make you real.
Perfection exists only at this moment, the sum and total of your past.
Embrace and thank the bully.
Your soul will shine with light and love when you embrace who you are.
Be at peace, demolish guilt, shame, or blame.

Have compassion for yourself.
The world can’t hurt you when you harbor no enemies.
You are not on earth to just observe time’s passing.
Explore, experience and enjoy,
Let emotion flow, fully feel delight.

My bully jumped me from the monkey bars.
I beat the living crap out of him.
I left him in the principal’s office decades ago.
It’s time you left yours in the past too.
We live, love and find our joy now.


My fans: Sam & Sadie


I have a nice big basket hidden in my closet.

The basket’s tag says “I can’t do that”.

It is filled with stones engraved with, things like:

  • Public speaking
  • Advanced statistics
  • Wide receiver
  • Keyboard and piano
  • Point guard

I took a sneak peak in the basket.

I pulled out a guitar,

And so the long journey began.

Progress is slow.

The reasons a guitar was in the basket were legitimate.

It is fun to chip away at things etched in stone.

Someday the guitar may not fit in the basket.

But if it does, no harm no foul.


I think I just might,
Go to a field and fly a kite.
I could improve my mind with a read,
Or change the world with a deed.

Today it’s not to be,
I’ll take whimsy and carefree.
In the sky my kite will soar,
Knocking gently on heavens door.

I know it is just a toy,
The truth is, it brings me joy.
An express trip to my youth,
No worry I’m long in the tooth.

No words required to seize the day,
In the moment, is where I play.
Please join me on my quiet quest,
A dance in the sky is not a test.

The world will turn our day to-night
Let’s keep the stars in our sight.
Gazing the hours away,
On this beach I choose to stay.

Tomorrow brings responsibility,
Today I choose whimsy and carefree.
Tomorrow I may fly a kite,
A favorite reel from my mind’s sight.


We are extraordinary story tellers.
Our mind weaves an elaborate tale about reality.
Over time we even craft a tale about our self.
Elaborate details on why we are good or bad, happy or sad.

We beat ourselves up and suffer far too much over the unchangeable past and the ever present “NOW.”
Control is an illusion, a great untruth we weave into our story.
Life is not a tale without grief and trauma.
Pretending the past was painless is pointless. (insert pregnant pause here to let that sink in)

What happened happened.
Let go of suffering by letting go of the thought that some element of the past should not have been.
Making demands on ourselves or others to manipulate reality is the short road to UNHAPPY.
You can never insist that life be different from what is or what was.

The only chance to influence the story is as the future unfurls.
Our stories (thoughts) are not totally accurate perfect representations of reality.
Strides towards happiness come when you see that your true self is not the stories but the vast empty slate behind the tale, observing our passage through the world.
There is a depth of emotion in the silent space before the stories. It will embrace you if you let it.

We tell ourselves tales about happiness, peace, love and freedom but the emotion is not in the stories, the emotion lives deep in the background, an integral part of our true self.
It is ok to tell stories but always keep the perspective that they are our attempt to define reality, they are our fiction and the stories don’t define our true inner self.
End the suffering by writing a new story with a new perspective.
Realize all we seek is at the center of our existence, and that will set us free.

My new story recognizes the light inside observing our world from a few billion perspectives.
Rich with all emotions it bathes the world we know.
Lost in our separation we sometimes overlook the wonder of our inner world.
Our connection to our inner self is our link to eternity.
Try as you might to prove your separate worth you can’t.
Grace is an unearned gift.


Does the world exist?
I can’t find the observer.
The self is not in the world for me to see.
It creates a view of reality, but it stands apart.
Of it, not in it describes it best.

The mind constructs a unique self, an illusion of separation.
I perceive the world as “out there.” only to find it is “in here”.
My limited view of the world exists only in my mind.
Your view, while similar can never be the same.
In the physical world, each photon of light is identical as it illuminates the world.

One light illuminates thoughts in all minds.
One observer different views.
Every action in the physical world is bathed in photons.
The light of consciousness is required to register every experience.
At the most basic level, light is the basis of all.

When you set aside observing, the light used to create the world remains.
The light of creation is continuously needed to keep the universe a reality.
Recognizing the existence of inner light is an encounter with the divine.
The true self is the observer.
I am, you are, we are all that is.

Since the dawn of time, the observer has observed.
The command “let there be light” established and illuminated reality.
Light stands outside of time and space.
What a wonderful vantage point.
Don’t slap me when I tell you “you turn me on.”

and yes, please leave the light on…


Projecting a movie requires a light bulb to shine through the film.
Building a picture of reality in our mind requires a more powerful light.
When you approach, the speed of light time slows down until it ceases to exist.
If you could sit on a photon, leaving a distant star and travel 13 billion years to an eyeball on earth no time would pass for you. Arrival would be instantaneous.

Space-time means nothing to light.
Light is special, timeless, and instantly present everywhere.
Light is the underlying requirement of all knowledge.
Light fuels the universe, and is the source of all power.

It is easy to believe light is all-knowing, all-powerful and present everywhere.
Our consciousness plays the little movies of our life thanks to light.
God envelops the universe and brings it all into existence.
No stretch to say, God is light.

The light within illuminating the stories of our life is God.
We are one light across the boundaries of space and time.
The profound question is:
Who tells the blind?