Tag: love

  • My Childhood Heroes

    My childhood heroes are a pretty impressive bunch, I must say! I’d be proud to be compared to any one of them. As a child, I was less inhibited by the internal and external motivations of an adult. Life was simpler, less complex, less confusing, closer to being true to myself. My young, innocent self…

  • Invisible Children

    There is nothing more powerful than an idea whose time has come; whose time is now. Right now, there are more people on Facebook than there were on the planet 200 years ago. Humanity’s greatest desire is to belong and to connect. And now, we see each other. We hear each other. We share what…

  • Top 5 Reasons Why You Love The Job You Hate

    It’s Monday Morning, 5am in Dallas, and nothing is the same, except for everything at my job, where nothing has changed. The weekend before last, I spent two short sleepless days buried in Hale College. This past weekend, I took four days and emerged from my cave to spend time with a friend. Familiar job-griping…

  • 8 Secrets of Success with Richard St. John

    In order to succeed you must focus and have a passion for an idea to serve something of value, and you must push yourself to work hard, become good at it, and persist in your efforts. In the video below, Richard St. John presents 8 Secrets to Success. These 8 secrets can be remembered by…

  • 3 Methods of Emotional Preservation

    It seems to me I’ve never stopped feeling anything. Healing seems to only ever take two forms. We can either distance ourselves from the emotion, which feels like temporary hiding, or find something to drown it out. This poses a unique problem as I retract from the New Age touchy-feely man I was to focus…

  • Richard Halley From My Heart On Admiration

    My experience playing piano for the last 20 years has been colored by a remarkable contrast between inward fulfillment and outward struggle ranging from sentiments of over-praise and under-praise, appreciation and misunderstanding, love and repulsion. I first started banging away at my mother’s Schafer and Sons upright piano when I was about 5. My parents…