Transcription of Local Talks/Readings. (as excerpted)
I was always an awkward type, in my manners, my speech, emotionally. Guessing what each person I met could like about me. It get’s to be enough. At once these ‘important’ things become unimportant. Any crisis will offer you that. You can soar with life. Our greater responsibility is to the dignity of Life.
We must never quit or give up on ourselves, never, ever, so that our children do not give up in their own Life. We must uphold our good beliefs through personal integrity and initiative, and uphold others. This is how deeply we must love, for our children. This realization is the true essence of life, and a source of untold strength.
What does it take for a life to come to the point that we stop treating unimportant things important?
What does it take to break with our own illusions and find our true centrepoint?
How much does it have to hurt?
How far down do we have to go?
How long do we need to suffer?
Only, until the moment...
the very moment of decision each soul must face for...
For that very single moment that arises in each life of... How
... how will one choose?
How will one choose to forge the actual decision of engaging Life?
We all know of, and face this moment, these moments, neverendingly.
One must choose, or the circling chaos of Life engulfs us.
One must choose well.
Or swirl into blighting blackness.
Choose well in each precious moment.
This is the secret of Life.
This is Love.
Choosing so well.
There is no thing else.
Only in this way are all things added unto One.
I was tired of living the lie of an image, one of success - for family, for friends, strangers. There is no failure in being real, indeed a new found dignity, I have seen this in the eyes of other homeless people. Not pretty, just real... and it can be funny too. It is easy to see beauty, when the eyes of your soul are clear. In all it’s guts and gore my life was devastating and satisfying. Raw, magical and real. Finally, I just let go of all pretense, and then I felt no other choice but to finish this book, just as 7 years ago, I had no choice in my mind in, but my resolve to get off the street with my son, or to write every one of those love letters to Her, my love.
“You know an Angel has come into your life when they are no longer right there beside you, and you can still feel their goodness and presence through the positive influence they have left behind, within you - for it still uplifts your heart, no matter what happens or how much time has gone past... that is how we know the Angels in our lives, that is how I know She is still my Angel.”
Take the ‘s’ from the front of the word, ‘sword’ and put it at the back - and you will know today’s potential new weapons for a corruption of our sacred spirits. We must be responsible. Life hangs on every word.
We must not contribute to the conditions of spiritual blight. We must allow and strive for our spirits to be free. There are certain events in Life that must be done. Otherwise we horribly suffer facing the loss of our emotional and spiritual selves. In this, is an embrace of Love, and a growing sunflower of self-esteem.
As an author, I responsibly put my whole heart and soul into sharing this shamanic dance, creating intimate encounters for the experience within each reader.
September 30, 2005
Rogue - definition...
A rogue is a warrior who follows only one belief system, his own inner integrity, creating a powerful code based on experience, awareness and uncommon sense. As a man of adventure and integrity comes into his own, and starts giving of himself and his experiences back to the world, he then becomes a gentleman rogue.