In late 2010 I sat down to write a new book but this one wouldn't begin or end after I laid down my pen.
The goal was to create a path that would invite change well beyond the horizons we are born to chase.
While the majority of the book Dear God What Am I Feeling has been researched...
I lost no... we lost a major part of the music that was supposed to last forever. The origin, the lyrics, the inspiration and influence. The laugh, the neverending drive to be positive. My friend...
The song used in sharing her story is called Thank You written a few weeks before I met Zondra. Its an unplugged mix that's never made it to the final stages of production.
The morning after, my finger tips located a compact disc assumed in nonexistance... An unfinished piece that spoke louder than two clouds bumping into each other on a hot day in the Carolina's.
There was a series of interviews with Zondra, my microphone being her only vocal print in the world. Her voice has been preserved forever.
The Blog Dear God What Am I Feeling
Write down 1 skill you'd like to improve that can help you in your career or volunteer activities.
Here's why it matters: Too often we get into a rut, performing the same repetitive tasks and doing only what's required to carry out the basic functions of our job. If you want to move ahead - both professionally and personally - it's important to step back. By thinking about what you're doing and how you can do it better, you open yourself up to new learning opportunities and experiences.
Soup may be the ultimate comfort food. It’s warm, it’s nourishing, and you don’t even have to chew it. No wonder Mom made it whenever you were sad, cold, or just plain under the weather.
But here’s a dirty little secret: A lot of soups out there aren’t comfort food at all. They’re discomfort food. That’s because they can make for a lot of discomfort every time you step on the scale, test your blood pressure, or try to squeeze into last year’s swimsuit. Everybody likes a nice, rich broth, but some soups are the Donald Trumps of food: too rich, too thick, and ultimately, full of nonsense
Soup may be the ultimate comfort food. It’s warm, it’s nourishing, and you don’t even have to chew it. No wonder Mom made it whenever you were sad, cold, or just plain under the weather.
But here’s a dirty little secret: A lot of soups out there aren’t comfort food at all. They’re discomfort food. That’s because they can make for a lot of discomfort every time you step on the scale, test your blood pressure, or try to squeeze into last year’s swimsuit. Everybody likes a nice, rich broth, but some soups are the Donald Trumps of food: too rich, too thick, and ultimately, full of nonsense
Quite possibly, could we be what we asked for?
Teachers, parents and preachers frequently remind headline chasing human stick figures to discontinue in the department of watching out what we ask for.
A worldwide society baked by reckless economics, false bios on Face Book and political promises that reek like spoiled milk yet we’re drawn to the stainless steel refrigerator to pop the top and sniff the curds nearly turned cottage cheese.
It’s not easy being a cowboy rustling up a herd of mooing milk makers.
Slide the leather thick reins into the palm of an impatient and or visionary man or woman and a single sentence can move a million people…
I can’t imagine Uncle Willie in Ranchester, Wyoming having that much control!
With today’s instant internet connections daily cattle and sheep feedings on the base of the wind shaped mountains might have been more enjoyable. Rather than hoist a chicken from a nice warm nest to snake hunt for us while lifting 75lb bales onto a beat up badly weathered flatbed International pickup…Willie needed to spend more time eating breakfast rather than inhaling just enough protein to perk up a farmer’s common sense.
To hear him laugh at my city slicker driven dreams should’ve been a sign to take what a cattle crossing guarantees and slip the design into the straight as can be streets of downtown living!
Something has to stop us. We’ve become what we asked for.
To some the film Short Circuit was an itty bitty cute adventure about an ET-like alien that couldn’t get enough informational input. I turned into a gut busting finger pointing two year old kid when he’d digest a book.
Tell me it doesn’t resemble the historically out of control obsession we have for fast food or anything resembling a dollar menu. Wal-Mart, Target, every car dealer on the block spank your imagination with approachable opportunities and instantaneously the reaction is to rip down the barbed wire fence and shove more cattle onto what used to be a place of peace.
I take that back. A buck is a buck and in 2012 a buck is a lot of money to someone whose car is sitting on empty. We want free. Buy one get one free ice cream. Buy three twelve packs of Coke or Pepsi and get two free. Why is Sports Illustrated still printing magazines when everything held within has already been printed on…wait for it….wait for it…the internet!
I have vowed to not write anything about Whitney Houston!
But that hasn’t stopped me from seeking. Who needs to hire an investigator when modern day snooping around no longer requires an entire day to sift through hidden boxes in the basement or under the bed? You get the dirt; right or wrong from the internet.
I’m so jealous of today’s fulltime on-air radio talent!
The amount of money I spent on US Today, People and everything else listeners crammed onto their coffee tables and bathroom floors could’ve been banked then tanked when Wall Street failed innocent investors.
If a radio jock wanted to share a story about Motley Crue, Elvis or some newcomer by the name of Boy George you bought a Joel Witburn book. Or! In 1985 for me to get a show called 10 AT 10 on the air, Bill the Program Director denied me access to the presentation until I spent incredible amounts of time at the city library researching every tid bit of information. At twenty three I had to sound like I was pushing fifty.
Not even two weeks deep into Whitney’s passing and there’s not a part of my body that doesn’t ache from trying to duck away from having to be sucked into the already written, too much spoken and unevenly sketched out conclusions drawn out by individuals that base their purpose filled findings on propaganda.
I loved what Nikki Sixx said on Pierce Morgan’s CNN broadcast, “Doctors are enablers. They may not prescribe the medication to the addict but the drugs make their way onto their dinner plate through friends, family and anybody that wants only to do what’s best at the moment. Loving people who knew Whitney failed Whitney.”
As much as I enjoy writing and keeping a passerby extremely close to what makes their heart pump I too am an enabler by responding to a Face Book dropping!
The story reads: There is a secret society that controls the music and film industry. This is mostly due to ignorance and those people that make this claim are usually the ones who have done zero research into the topic. They simply make these statements because they don’t want to awaken from their celebrity dream world and that is ok. This is why the owners of the matrix put so much money and time into promoting celebrities, because the celebrities are the stars that keep the matrix alive to billions. Whitney Houston sold over 100 Million records and generated Billions of Federal Reserve notes (dollars), Euro’s, and pounds, for the world rulers. But more important than the money, Whitney Houston represented an image to the world and images in the matrix have to be controlled to their end.
The point I am making above is that the music industry is a cult and once one gets a record deal they are now an initiate and are a part of the cult for life. Whitney Houston was no exception to this rule and she took the oath back in the 70’s. Once the oath is pledged you become the property of the record labels and the machines and you can NEVER retire. The only way out of the game is death! If you think I’m lying, please email me with one entertainer who has successfully retired from the industry, never to come back again. There is no way out.
Sort of makes you feel innocent when comparing today’s way of gossiping with the original addiction; picking up the rotary phone ever so slowly to listen to your neighbors sharing conversation on a party line. (Note: Not a festive type of party connection but there used to be a time when the phone company connected several households to the same line.”
I had to put that in there. As a child you never stop asking why? Several chapters later you evolve into the one being asked about Disco Duck from Rick Dees and Convoy from CW McCall and why so many people liked it.
Does Casey Kasum have a phone Ap? Not quite possibly, but likely we will become what we asked for?
Springsteen, Madonna, Lady Gaga, The Beach Boys...there for a while I was beginning to believe everybody's rent was due! When the landlord wants his money musicians hit the road.
One group not making plans is the cast of Glee.
Rollingstone Magazine reports the cast, which went out on the road with Glee Live! In Concert gigs all through the past two summers, will instead take a two-and-a-half month hiatus before performing at a one-off benefit concert for the Glee Give A Note charity at the Hollywood Bowl in Los Angeles.
Glee has not yet been renewed for a fourth season, so the decision not to tour may be related to the series' uncertain future. Ratings for the show have been solid in its third season and songs recorded for the show continue to do well in the iTunes store, so it is very likely that the show will return next year.
Last year's Glee tour was the 16th most successful concert tour of 2011, grossing over $40 million with shows in the United States, Canada and England. A 3D concert movie was released to theaters featuring footage from the tour, but flopped upon its release.
In a perfect world Bruce Springsteen would release new music every week. His voice, his writing instrument, his vow to share the American tale would be just as dependable as the rising sun over each new beginning.
Andy Greene from Rollingstone Magazine sets free a piece of the dream...
Bruce Springsteen's new album Wrecking Ball focuses on characters whose lives were destroyed by the recession. The country-folk stomper "Shackled and Drawn" has lyrics that could have almost come from the Woody Guthrie songbook: "Gambling man rolls the dice, workingman pays the bill/ It’s still fat and easy up on banker’s hill/ Up on banker’s hill, the party’s going strong/ Down here below we’re shackled and drawn."
Wrecking Ball hits stores on March 6th, but you can preview "Shackled and Drawn" exclusively thanks to Rollingstone Magazine.
The Women's Health Diet isn't about eating less; it's about eating more—more nutrient-dense food, to crowd out the empty calories and keep you full all day. That's important, because restricting food will kill your metabolism. It sends a signal to your body that says, "I'm starving here!" And your body responds by slowing your metabolic rate to hold on to existing energy stores.
What's worse, if the food shortage (meaning, your crash diet) continues, you'll begin burning muscle tissue, which just gives your enemy, visceral fat, a greater advantage. Your metabolism slows further, and fat goes on to claim even more territory.
Find a new place to walk.
Here's why it matters: It's easy to keep going to the same places and follow the standard routine, which makes life feel repetitive and dull. Trying new things can keep us out of a rut and mix things up! Picking a new place to walk (or modifying an existing walk) can also expose you to new people and experiences. Plus, it's hard to overstate the benefits of a simple stroll. Walking can help lower your blood pressure and LDL ("bad") cholesterol, improve your mood, control your weight, and lower your risk of type 2 diabetes.
Tired? No exhausted! Big and small business laziness has destroyed the foundation of moving forward! Or is it laziness? What if the indifferences that grind your desires to be successful are related to what I call The Indivisible Gorilla? Basically meaning an out of control problem that’s experienced every day but because it comes with no label it’s extremely hard to identify.
One man says, “I gave up on management because Human Recourse rules clearly support the non-worker and not the employer.”
The reply, “I was hired to do “blank” and I ended up having to do “blank” without getting paid overtime or earning part of the profit due to an extension of expectations not originally agreed upon.”
Rather than accept responsibility friends, coworker’s and passerby’s point fingers at each other’s separate generation.
I love these conversations, “Baby Boomer’s can’t retire because Gen Xer’s find no reason to excel in effort. Generation Y can’t walk five feet without texting or Tweeting someone they just had lunch with but never spent more than two minutes having a physical conversation.”
Because of my decision to stay connected to freshly educated Broadcasters; being the host of internships puts me in the center of all three generational gaps; I’m here to say every group has its share of jagged edged weaknesses.
But I’m not stopping there. Identifying a crack in the concrete does nothing more than make way for weeds to spread their wings. America hasn’t lost its lead role in being the hardest working group of dream catchers. Slipped from our sight is the unwritten permission of why so many coworkers and bosses have evolved into a collection of delegating, “Give it him’s?”
Seth Grodin calls it Sheep walking: people who’re raised to be obedient; brain dead jobs controlled by individuals that are lead by methods of intimidation.
Sheep Walker’s are airport screeners that force passengers to dump bottles of breast milk because the manual says so.
Sheep Walker’s are customer service representatives that find no fault in their public behavior when shouting out company policy.
A Sheep Walker is a marketing agent that spends $3 million on a Super Bowl commercial knowing its presentation in front of billions will be infective.
I find tremendous pleasure studying the habits of sales reps. While preparing for a Wedding Show, a vendor on the hunt wasted no time to approach what looked like a potential client, “I have a daily shake for you! It’s very good tasting and will help you lose pounds, inches and put you in control of your body mass.”
She had no idea who I was nor did she locate an interest in discovering my passion to help shape the mind, body and soul. I played stupid because bad sales people make better books of study.
Asked to remove my shoes, I stood on a scale that rang out 202lbs.
“Oh you are much too heavy!” She scorned, “I can guarantee you instant weight loss before summer.”
I did mention my most recent loss of 40lbs without drugs or surgery. I am extremely active with daily hardcore workouts that would kill most people. She found no interest in the story claiming, “You are full of toxic chemicals that will cause another heart attack.”
“Goodness…” I thought to myself, “Do my bare feet stink that bad?”
I kept listening… I had a true Sheep Walker in the palm of my hand!
Look! It doesn’t matter what your career is the industry called America is run by Sheppard’s trained to herd sheep.
When you put enough pressure on the contraption called “Human” the performance becomes a journey of what you were trained to do best: be a follower.
Organizations go out of their way to find Sheep Walker’s that can be easily trained to do as they say not as they do. Consistency and compliance sharpened by a voice of fear.
Seth Grobin writes, “The fault doesn’t belong to a particular generation; it borne by both the employee and client.”
Innovation is a risk business leaders can’t take therefore they invest in people research shows will get the job done. When success isn’t met, the slate is cleared and a new herd of Sheep Walker’s is led into the fields to graze.
The solution? Reclaim your career.
The biggest problem isn’t you but rather teacher’s and bosses that have become Sheep Walker’s because it guarantees them family insurance and a few extra pennies to put gas in the Lexus.
Reward systems are gone because to reward means someone has located a way that could one day replace the current leader. The best way to win a war is to never compliment the one who might replace you. I call that verbal Tae Kwon Do.
The fear of having nothing has taken credibility from our country. Rather than lead decision makers continue to ignore. Look not a politicians policy and verbal presentation but rather take the time to stare into the fields at the number of Sheep Walker’s that assume the grass will grow back when in reality the prairie dog has already taken over.
I will always believe in you first…
© 2012
