Comparisons Reflections and Keys To Unlocked Doors

The toughest part of the year is always the final few weeks. We force our hearts and imaginations into moments of reflection. Bosses and jobs are doing their evaluations and the time has changed which makes it darker in the day earlier in the moment. But who is sitting with us when the inner self is comparing its dreams with the outer shell? How can you grow forward when the language between who you are has changed from what you are?

The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 10

I am a Poet. That just happens to write in a forest. As of late. I've been invited to write inside a special circle of trees. The Billy Graham Library in Charlotte, NC. This week in Chapter 10. The writer speaks of no longer relying on his echo to lead the path. It's a story of struggles and yet through faith and a truthful way of understanding challenges and changes a new journey is born.

Small Church Sunday

You've heard of Small Business Saturday. It's the consumers way of supporting local business after the big stores and major corporations dominate Black Friday. It occurred to me. Why couldn't we do this with local churches?

The Evolution Of The Mirrored Image

Who you are in the bathroom mirror. Is not the person you will become ten steps outside the escape. Yet there are times. Too many to count. What we saw in that bathroom mirror wants to have a continuation of life beyond the mirror. Do you walk away from it? Do you give the shade a life of its own. Which then infects the rest of your day. How can you break free of the evolution of the mirror?

Fear No New Idea

We take ideas and throw them away. We allow everyone around us to make us feel stupid and out of place. The best ideas go unanswered because we lack the courage to bring them toward reality. Even if it fails... the mission is the ignition. Turn your ideas into a movement forward.

The Invitation To Paint Photographs

In August of 1997 I challenged myself to write for 1000 days. And in those days I would write 1000 pieces of poetry. Have you ever counted 1000 days. Its not over inside ten minutes. You are going to change. You are going to grow in directions you couldn't predict. Your eyes and ears were about to be introduced to a language that more people would understand which in a way causes awkward harmony.

The Lyrics from Billy's Forest Chapter Nine

I am a poet that happens to write in a forest. As of late I've been called to a special circle of trees at the Billy Graham Library in Charlotte, NC. I never know what I've written until the moment we meet in this moment of recording. Lets take a look at the writing. Then talk about the moment the poet has invited to move forward. The words were written on September 11, 2015. Today is December 15, 2015

Who's Talking

I openly admit I get instantly turned off when preachers and ministers shout out to the congregation, "God told me to tell someone today..." Do you really think you're going to buy that car for $149 a month with no money down? I understand the marketing game of bringing listeners into the full picture of making you feel like you're talking to me. But I would love to meet the preacher that says, "No it's not God talking to me. It's my introvert self talking to the extrovert I become."

The Accent Is On Connection

I truly enjoy talking with writers and authors. What I find inspiring are the stories of how things were brought to life on paper. Instead of putting focus on the final project delivered. I want to listen to the sway and way the words came to life. But so often writers and authors don't use their accent to connect with listeners. The idea of writing turns them into ballsy sounding radio disc jockeys which has always been a turn off for most listeners.

Countless

Sit for a moment and write out the number of things associated with the word countless. You'll be amazed at how often such a word is linked to thoughts. But are the thoughts weighted? Can you carry the thought forward? Has someone ever stolen your thoughts? Countless...

The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter Eight

I am a Poet. Since 1994 I've written within a forest. As of late. I've been called to a new circle of trees. These aren't my words. These are the lyrics from Billy's forest.

The Greenhouse Effect

The Selfie photograph has been a serious life changer. It's ripped the art of mystery from the grip of our imaginations. Windows surround each of our days. But we never stop to think how much of our true selves are being released to an assuming passerby. What you see from your side of the window doesn't match what others are seeing while looking in.

Being Greater Begins With Fear

Where do champions locate the necessary fuel to achieve success? I believe it begins with fear. How you fear controls the direction of the curves on the path. What if you learned to accept your fears?

Waking Up 53

I recently spent some time with Michael Palin from Monty Python. We talked a lot about daily writing. He loves going back to view what shaped the creative mind. I tend to be afraid. So many things happen with each passing day. How did I suddenly go from being a 19 year old with big radio dreams to being 53?

I Find Trouble

How much do you weigh versus how much would you weigh if your past wasn't overcrowded with the items you've labeled a mistake? Does our body weight change due to what we can't let go of? Locating a rhythm of forgiveness requires an understanding of who you are as a person. God didn't create the definition of the word: mistake. Man did. So he could keep making them.

The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter Seven

I am a Poet. I write in a forest. As of late. I've been called to write inside a circle of trees at the Billy Graham Library in Charlotte, NC. Sitting within the whispers of wind. I hear words. It is the presence of an energy so many have walked away from. My choice is to write without ever looking back at what was placed on the page until the moment I arrive sometime in the future. Today is December 1, 2015. The story you'll hear was penned out on September 1, 2015. Together we'll hear the lyrics for the first time from Billy's forest.