In the loss, before the birth

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And the ambient music brings the grief sitting upon my heart front and center

Did my eye see you swimming in the future? Well the future is now…

And somehow all this violet has caused an uproar, has caused a riot

All the leaves are leaving me, should I be worried?

I mourn what once was and in the loss, before my next birth

Cool colors, I feel my heart in the icy waters

Oh brothers, has your face gone sad?

Down the path known as the unknown?

I look forward to what will be and in the excitement, after my next birth

Would you recognize me with a smile?

Would you see me as I am, or will it take a while?

All the love that will replace my resistance

Wind flowing through my hair, skin soaking up the sun

The man I was, the man I become



Truth vs Fact

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There is a difference. Sorry to start off this way, but, at some point – we are all going to die. It’s a harsh fact we learn growing up in this world. Notice how I said – FACT. Truth is different. What is true for me, may not be true for you. I’m an entrepreneur. I thrive when I am own boss. I also tend to thrive when I travel. This information may not resonate with you. You may be perfectly fine working for someone else. You also may dislike traveling. Again, what is true for me, may not be true for you.

We all have the ability to tap into our truth and discover what is best for us. We have all heard the phrase mother knows best or father knows best. Children typically run on their parents energy, but as they grow up they begin to discover their own energy and embrace their beliefs about life. When we enter adulthood, we have the ability to know what is best for us. I believe there is huge connection with living your truth and happiness. If you are working jobs or engaged in certain relationships that others think you should be involved in, but they don’t seem to work for you, your happiness may be compromised. Again, what is true for you, may not be true for others.

Truth. Isn’t it what we tend to argue the most about? Especially when it comes to politics and religion. Of course we can also argue about the small things. Your significant other may not like how you go about doing something, but that is your way. We may not understand it, but over time we can learn to accept it. I love the world I live in. Don’t get me wrong, this world is totally crazy and fucked up, but honestly, I don’t think I would want to be here if everything was perfect. Think of all the people on the planet. We all have our own way of seeings things and have different beliefs. Someone living in Brooklyn, New York may have a completely different reality compared to someone living Baghdad.

I’m the type of person that enjoys stirring the pot, it’s just who I am, however, I don’t believe in violence. Sure, I enjoy the sport of MMA, but what I am talking about is different. I’m talking about violence on the streets, in everyday life all around the world. Live and let live. It’s a simple phrase that I like. We will all have different opinions on different matters. We don’t have to understand it necessarily, but we do have to ability to accept that not everyone in the world thinks, dresses or believes the way you do.

I’m not perfect. I will never be. I’m always learning and growing. When I find a lie, I always want to strive for my truth. When I lose my way, I always want to get back up and reconnect with my truth. What is true for me, may not be true for you, but I will be forever curious of others ways of living, even if its not for me.


When working for others, doesn’t work

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I entered the work force when I was fourteen years old. Since then I have probably worked forty maybe even fifty jobs. I lost count. Sure some jobs were better than others, but overall, I never really enjoyed clocking in. Something happened when I was living in Chicago though. I discovered independent contractor jobs. My first independent contractor job was a dog walking position. I loved it. It was the first time I really had more freedom in my work space. I wasn’t completely autonomous, but it was much better than what I was used to. When I moved to Wilmington, NC I taught meditation and did aura readings. I was an independent contractor. What I didn’t know was that I was working my towards becoming my own boss.

In 2016 my wife and I started a dog walking business. It’s January 11th, 2018. I have been my own boss for two years now. I love it. I may be ready to move on from our current business, but I’m not ready to move on from being my own boss. It works for me and that feels good. So as we transition out of the dog walking business and into our new brand, its a little scary. I honestly don’t think I could go back to working for someone else, I really don’t. I like to call the shots. I like to take risks. I like to hustle. I like knowing that my motivation will be compensated.

It took me a long time to figure out what was wrong. It also took me more time trying to make my survival space match up with my identity. Fail and fail some more and eventually you will find an open door. When working for others, doesn’t work – start looking at what will work.

I spent a lot of time doing dumb shit like looking through jobs I would hate simply because I thought that was all I could get. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know my strengths. Running a business has taught me so much. It showed me that if I really put my mind to it and invest my energy I can get results. It also has taught me to respect myself and my time. It was a process of stepping into my worth. I imagine I will continue to do that in my next endeavor.

What brand or business do you want to create?



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War torn and forlorn, does the battle inside bring you down?

Or does it inevitably lift you up?

Does your eye see beyond the immediate pain?

Are you able to visualize the gain?

Do you feel the weakness burning away, oh noble soul?

Or does the cold harsh night swallow you whole?

What love is left for your to pull from?

Don’t quit now, I know you aren’t done

To hell and deeper and there you are

Standing there without a care

And life may not be fair, but

To climb a mountain…

To be so close to the peak…

How could you do such a disservice to yourself?

Raise your hands, pound on your chest

Beckon your personal power and nothing less

You are strong, but you could be stronger

What will your seventy year old voice say…

about your STRENGTH?


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Hold your ground for you will hear a sound

The sound of your calling descending…

Won’t you pick up, won’t you feel connected?

To the energy traveling to you from above…

From your crown to the base of your spine,

Will you finally find what it is your looking for?

Not what is expected of you, not what everyone wants

So make the punt and embrace the gold that was always yours

Won’t you explore the depths of yourself?

Why is it you vibrate at the color you vibrate?

And so why are you here?

And all the fear, it waits for you

Waiting for you to watch it grow

Or waiting for you to watch it explode

So, will you be home to answer the phone?

Your calling, is calling


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Awaken the drummer in your heart

Awaken the drummer so you can march

Marching on toward your dreams

May your life begin to fall apart

May your life begin to start

Starting the life you always dreamt of

Take the dive and kill the lie

Take the dive and feel alive

To feel alive is the only way to be

Because if we are only being alive

Then aren’t we just sleep walking?

Pound on the drums!

And bring the beat back to your heart

May your eyes go wide

And the hair on your body perform a standing ovation

The sensation of feeling alive, could you describe?

The electric nature of desire

The wired feeling not from energy drinks