Monday, November 23, 2015

Room For One More

We're surrounded by space, yet people all over the world are subjected to overcrowded conditions. There's talk of population explosions and subsequent food and water shortages.  These issues are being addressed here in America, perhaps inadvertently, by alternative birth control methods fueled by the unjust incarceration of millions of young men and women, who have committed relatively minor crimes. Then there's the millions of people dying at a very young age in Asia and Africa, because of their having been subjected to the lack of child labor laws. These situations are not being discussed because we are overly complacent when it comes to the well-being of others. After all, they don't seem to affect us, and they do offset the alleged problem of not enough room.

The truth of the matter is that there's plenty of room on this planet for all of us, and perhaps billions more. I've travelled for miles and miles, right here in California, and seen nothing but land. The same holds true for other parts of this country, and Europe and Africa as well. The word is that a lot of this land is uninhabitable and incapable of producing crops, but with all the available technology, and brilliant minds, I cannot believe that there's no means for housing and food production all over the world. 

The trouble is that there's not enough of us cultivating our hearts. We are so focused on the so-called problems of our past, and the preconceived difficulties of our future, that we lose track of the fact that we're still here and thereby have an opportunity to make things work to the benefit of others. I'm so grateful to those who have already unlocked their hearts, and are attempting through their artistic and creative talents, to make us aware that there are unlimited possibilities available to each of us, to make life better for us all.

Each one teach one’ as the saying goes, and if we go through life with that intent we must be ever mindful that our efforts are not in vain. Of course it gets rough sometimes, and we occasionally think that we are not doing enough. Don't get discouraged. cause It always gets greater later. And whether you see it or not, please believe that if LOVE is your intent in the things that you do, simply because of having heard, read, or actually been in your presence, someone else's life has been enhanced. 

And please, please, please…never forget that no matter how crowded it may seem to be, just be still for one moment, and you'll be able to see that because there's space in your heart for one more, collectively this vision will somewhere somehow…. make room for one more…all over the globe.

I'll holla...

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Monday, November 16, 2015


As a self-proclaimed philosopher, I’m always questioning our existence. Who we are and why we’re here is what I want to know. I also see myself as an exhorter, and thereby spend a considerable amount of time trying to encourage others to believe in themselves. It is with this in mind that I implore you to consider the what, when and how of your particular manner of living.

What, in your opinion, is really going on in this world of ours. Is it Love, Peace and Happiness or is it Hostility, Chaos and Despair?

When do memories of the past, and fears of an unknown future, cause your optimism to give way to the negativity that is so easily brought about by our thoughts alone?

How do you feel about the metaphorical cards that you’re being dealt on a day to day basis? Do you usually receive a winning hand? Or are you, in your opinion, getting most of the time, a bunch of useless car that have little or no value at all?

Now the whats, whens, and hows are my own philosophical inquiries, and here’s how I view them… Everything works out, exactly as it’s supposed to, when we take part in the work. Just be prepared for the outcome to possibly take a long time, and for the result to not necessarily be what you desired or expected.

Life is fair. It doesn’t always seem to be so because we’ve been trained to focus on self and not on the relativity of our situation. We’re so busy asking why is this happening to me, that we don’t even stop to consider how our response to what’s happening will affect others. After all, everybody is going through stuff all the time, and when we lose sight of that reality, our stuff will always seem bigger and more difficult to resolve than everybody else’s. 

At times I feel blessed by the lessons I’ve learned, because it enables me to see the role I played, in causing whatever happened to take place. Yet, more often than I’m comfortable with, I feel the need to stand guard against the conflict and pain that might occur.  What I’ve resolved to do thereby, is the best I can, with whatever I have to work with, and view the outcome not as what it should or should not be, but as what it is.

Who I am, is an integral part of the WE. Why I’m here is to contribute my unique gift and talents to the welfare of all, regardless of what others are saying or participating in. Ironically,It’s all about us, not me. And if I continue to remind myself that taking things personally hinders my growth, it becomes easier for me to live life as it is and not how i think it should be.. I can’t change what others say or do, but I can accept them for who they are, and do what I can to benefit us both, with or without their help. Why? Because ultimately, that’s the only benevolent choice I have.        

I’ll holla…

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Monday, November 9, 2015

Do It When You Do

Had a few plans for today, that didn’t work out as intended. Got up about 8:00am, did my postures and sounds, then after eating breakfast and watching Wendy Williams, I wound up on Facebook. Before I knew what had happened, it was 5:24PM, and I was just getting started on this blog, which was only one of the intended plans.

Haven’t we come up with some great thoughts and wonderful ideas ya’ll? Have you ever been by yourself somewhere, or in a deep conversation with somebody, and all of a sudden a thought that seemed beyond your capacity to even imagine, came to mind? After realizing that you need to do something before you forget, you wrote it down, store it in your memory bank, or put it on your to do list and vowed that some day, in some way, you’re going to make that thought become a reality.

Now I’m not just talking of those giant thoughts. I’m speaking of the little ones as well. You’re sitting in the living room and you notice all the dust and tiny bits of debris under the couch. Or you’re in the bedroom and you see cake, cookie or some other kind of crumb on the carpet. Maybe you’re in the bathroom and see small strands of hair in the corner. It’s evening time though, you’ve had a relatively busy day, and you say to yourself, “I need to address that, first chance I get…on tomorrow.”

Well, here it is tomorrow, and everything is the same as it was yesterday. Last night’s intent to tidy up is still pending, but there are so many other things, like eating, watching TV, or relaxing, that you’d be better off if you did right now. These things wind up  being all you’re gonna do, cause you’ve had a relatively busy day, doing other stuff that you don’t even remember having done.

Everything’s okay though, cause at some point company’s gonna come over, and you already know that once they let you know they’re coming, you’re gonna do something in the way of tidying up before they get there. That great idea you came up with? It’s also gonna manifest, even if it takes 20 years, cause it’s going to keep popping up in your mind until you do something about it.

What do I think about all this? Nothing. I got enough on my plate right now without attempting to come up with some intellectual or philosophical ideology, that will only gives me more stuff to do.  All I have to say for now is reflected in my friend Jean Ann’s voicemail..

"Hi, this is Jean Ann.  I'm out living life to the fullest and I hope that you’re doing the same.  We're living in wonderful times and in troubled times.  But life is still extremely exciting."

Life actually is exciting, and I’m going to live it as it comes. As for the plans I had earlier, I did write this blog. As for the other plans, as long as my not doing them right now doesn’t cause anybody any harm, I’ll just do them…when I do.

I’ll holla…

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Monday, October 26, 2015

No More Black/White Friendships In Irvine?

It was about a month ago and, according to an eyewitness account, around the corner from our new home in Irvine, five policemen were in front of a neighbor’s home, with guns drawn, yelling for those inside to come out with their hands up.  Now I’ve been confronted by police several times, in pretty much the same manner, and have also witnessed quite a few similar incidents.  But this is Irvine, California, the place where I told my neighbor that I felt safer in, than anywhere I’d ever lived.  What a timely reminder that black folks, abeit protected by the police form a criminal element, must be continually cognizant of the fact that we are never fully protected from the police in racially related situations.

According to the person who witnessed the encounter, a young man had come out of the house with his hands up, gave his name, and informed the officers that he lived there.  The witness happened to recognize the young man, and sensing his apprehension and fear, yelled out that he was present and that he was watching.  After the young man responded with a thank you, one of the officers crossed the street, and asked the witness about he and the young man’s affiliation.  As he responded that they were not only neighbors, but that both of their families were friends, the officer called out a code 4, at which time the other officers holstered their weapons and stood down.  Soon after, two more young men, one black, the other of Arab descent, came out of the house voluntarily.

As the story goes, the police had received a report that mail had been taken from a nearby mailbox, and that the affiliated family was on vacation. When the police arrived however, the garage was open, there was a car in the driveway, and someone in the house, who didn’t immediately answer the door when the police announced their presence.  Reportedly, the guns were drawn in response to the situation.

Now I’ve looked down the barrels of police weapons pointed directly at me, and have experienced the helplessness that ensues. I’ve also approached an area down the street from my own home, surrounded by officers with pistols and assault rifles drawn. But that was Chicago ya’ll, and that’s the nature of stuff that occurs there every day.  What happened last Tuesday in Irvine is not a normal occurrence, and I’m not convinced that what happened had nothing to do with the fact that two of the young men, coming out of that house with their hands up, were black.

My heartfelt intent is to inform others about what’s going on, and to ask that we at least consider the ramifications that may occur.  Our civil authorities claim to be working on the issues that accompany the matter of diversity, yet the manifestations of these very issues are hushed up, and hidden, as if they never happened.  The incident of which we speak, points to the possibility of white parents, informing their white children, of the potential danger that may accompany their affiliation with black youth. Is that particular aspect of diversity going to be addressed here in Irvine? 

Can’t tell you what you should do, just reminding you that this kind of stuff ain’t gon stop until something is done.  As for me and mine, we’ll be here in irvine, hoping not to forget what time it really is, and seeing things as they really are, and not how we wish they would be.

I’ll holla 

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Wednesday, October 21, 2015

We're Still Here

I’m not going to say that acts of oppression have not been perpetrated on people of other persuasions, but being black I tend to focus on what’s happening from the black perspective.  The world we live in is seemingly controlled by the small minority of people who possess the majority of the wealth, and who we mistakenly believe have more power than ourselves.  Why?  Because they have the wherewithal and the capability, to use the tolls of divide and conquer, to keep us feeling that we have less power than they do.

Let’s check out a piece entitled, “1.5 Million Missing Black Men,” written by Justin Wolfers, David Leonhardt and Kevin Quealy, and found in the April 20, 2015 issue of the New York Times.  Here’s how it goes….

“For every 100 black women not in jail, there are only 83 black men. The remaining men — 1.5 million of them — are, in a sense, missing.  Among cities with sizable black populations, the largest single gap is in Ferguson, Mo. 40 missing black men for every 100 black women.  North Charleston, S.C., has a gap larger than 75 percent of cities, 25 missing black men for every 100 black women.  This gap — driven mostly by incarceration and early deaths — barely exists among whites.  1 missing white man for every 100 white women.

This is just one example of the stuff that I’ve been made aware of, and its validity is based solely on the knowledge and integrity of it’s authors.  However, I’m positive that if anybody, of any race, does a bit of research about their own people, they’ll find that circumstances such as this, stemming from the concept of divide and conquer, are still prevalent.

From black men being infected with syphilis, to black female students being sterilized as a means of population control, atrocities are being committed by the few, to control the many.  Experimentation, at the risk of life, was not invented by Adolph Hitler, not did it stop with his demise.  It ain’t just Jews and Black folks that have been targeted, it’s all of us. The alleged ‘powers that be,’ already know that it’s not the among of power that they have that enables them to control us, it’s the amount of power that we think they have that does. 

Crack cocaine, syphilis, sterilization, incarceration and other means are employed by the so-called elite, to gain more insight on how to maintain the status quo, while, at the same time, impressing upon the rest of us how powerless we are, and how important it is for us to support them.

Ironically however, we’re still here and standing stronger than we know. Why, because everything that exists is beyond the jurisdiction of those trying to control it.  It’s the Creator who has the real power, and each of us can access it by recognizing who we are, what we’ve been given to work with, and then using it collectively to do what needs to be done for the sake of righteousness.  That’s why were still here.

I’ll holla.

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Sunday, October 4, 2015

Ain't It Wonderful

Woke up this morning feeling congested, exhausted, and immersed in a continuum of 66 year old pain. Nothing to be alarmed about per se, but this is the fourth time in a row I’ve gotten up feeling like a bunch of people beat my ass while I was sleep. What concerned me was that if I’d gone through drug withdrawal symptoms countless times, and they always subsided within 72 hours, why is this flu-like condition, still in full effect after more than 96 hours? 

Then I reflected on my recent bout with cancer and hepatitis. I thought about the fact that I had worked at least 14 hours a day for the past two weeks, moving into that new house and making it look like Nicole and Calvin’s house. Life is always going to do what it do, and these and other factors have definitely played a role in my temporary setback. However, I’ve decided that on this day, no matter what, I’m gonna get out of this bed and experience Louis Armstrong’s song… ‘What A Wonderful World’.

I sincerely believe that nothing takes place in anyone’s life, including dialogue, that is not related to something happening right then or that will be taking place sometime later on. My intent thereby, is to listen and to learn. When I got up this morning, remembering Louis Armstrong’s song, I became determined to live it, by sharing this blog with you. Not because I got so much to say, but because we have all been put here to share what we have experienced, in order that others might benefit.

It’s a definite delight to get up feeling wonderfully alive just because you can, and what a joy to be excited about the opportunity to say to, and/or do something for, somebody else. We can all create beauty through conversations, music and the arts, and then participate in the love that comes from doing so. But what about t he days we get up feeling like I did, and really don’t want anybody to know that, right now, the world, as we see it, ain’t all that wonderful.

So glad I got up this morning with wonderful on my mind cause it don’t happen all the time. There are quite a few times I ask myself…Why am I feeling this way?” Or
What I’m gon do about this, that or the other?” Well, It’s a new day, another opportunity to make it wonderful for you and for me. So Im gonna finish this blog, and look forward to what lies ahead.

Let me close by sharing my rendition of those Louis Armstrong lyrics, so that perhaps they will enhance your day as they have done mine. 

I see skies of blue, clouds of white,
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights,
And I think to myself…What a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces, of people passing by,
I see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do,
What they’re really saying is …I love you.

I hear babies cryin, as I watch em grow,
They’ll learn more, than I’ll ever know,
And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.

I think to myself, what a wonderful world.  Oh, Yea.

I’ll holla… 

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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Practice What You Preach

I love listening to Barry White sing his songs. He’s on the ancesteral plane now, but he’s left some memories that will last always. For those of you who were of age in the 1970’s, you already know that if you were with a loved one, and wanted to set a romantic mood, all you had to do was turn down the light and put on some Barry White. Now whether he purposed it or not however, Barry also featured some spiritual analogies in his love songs, and the one I want to focus on iright now is ‘Practice What You Preach’.  Y’all bear with me as I give you a sample of the lyrics. 

‘You keep telling me this and telling me that. You say once I’m with you I’ll never go back. You say there’s a lesson that you want to teach, well here I am baby, practice what you preach’.

Now preaching is usually viewed as a verbal rendition of the subject being discussed. Ministers, orators, and anybody who has something to say, that takes more than two or three minutes to say it, is considered by some to be preaching. As for me, how you carry yourself is also a form of preaching. If you look like you’re doing okay, then that’s what you’re preaching about. On the other hand, If you’re not doing okay, and you’re acting like you are, then you’re not practicing what you preach.

How do we better enable ourselves to practice what we preach? Well, the one thing we can do first is to establish and maintain a spritual connection. There’s an adage taken from the Big Book Of Alcoholics Anonymous, that I employ, which may be of benefit to you as well. It goes like this. ’What we really have is a daily reprieve, contingent on the maintenance of our spiritual condition’. 

Upon arising in the morning, or anytime we’re experiencing a  degree of discomfort, be it physical, mental, or emotional, we can first acknowledge that it’s time for us to adjust our attitude and/or our subsequent behavior. We can then make a concerted effort, be it through prayer, meditation, music or whatever, to connect to that spiritual foundation which brings us to the place we’d like to be.

If somebody or some thing affects us in a negative way, at anytime during the day, we can take our mind off that person or thing, and remind ourselves that we can do nothing about them or it until we feel better about ourselves. We can then ask ourselves what we need to think and/or do differently that will take us out of the funk we’re in. We might not find immediate comfort, but by making a conscious effort to change our behavioral thoughts, and by acting like we already are where we want to be, we can rest assured that we’re on the path to being of one accord with another. We can then acknowledge that we’re okay, and fully capable of practicing what we preach.

The Maestro, Barry White, inadvertently perhaps, has implored us all to practice what we preach. Amicably co- existing with others, is our reason for being here, and whatever positiveness we can share, is our means for doing so. By altering our own behavior as need be, we no longer have to act like things are alright because they really are. Preaching is no longer our only objective, because practice is also an integral part of who we are and what we do.  

Thanks Maestro for giving us a part of you, and for showing us, what we can do.

I’ll holla…

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