At a dark and low point of time in my life, years ago, I pondered whether life was worth living. My then therapist suggested that I read Viktor Frankl’s book “Man’s Search for Meaning.” Frankl’s book is about the power of hope and the will to live no matter the circumstances. Frankl a Jewish Austrian neuroscientist and psychiatrist during the Nazi persecution of 6 million Jews opted to go
If there is a word that describes the past few weeks in my life that word is “accomplishment.” I mention this because I am taking a test course on”Happiness,”conducted by one of the world’s premier educational consulting groups, Landmark Education Corporation. What I have noticed after my first on-line seminar which I watched and listened to Sunday night, rather than participate live, was that this morning I woke up and
My Dear Readers, No, its not about erasing what happened. There is much more. I cannot give you details about what is on my heart today because what troubles me is the accusation against a man that I know who is accused of raping his 14 year old daughter. I cannot tell you more than this because, to do so would easily allow the curious to find out who
My Dear Readers, I have an unusual relationship with the homeless who I see everyday as I walk the eight blocks each way from my home to my office and back. One reason I care about the homeless is that for a few months after I had gotten out of rehab and evicted out of my apartment, I was homeless. No, I did not live on the streets or in
Dear Readers, This weekend I watched as much as I could of “Birth of A Nation” a beautifully photographed well thought out script of a story of the slave Nat Turner who was taught to read and who ultimately became a preacher. The real story is not of this man’s brutal revenge on his white slave masters but the story of how a man who was mistreated long enough to
Photo by S. Ross Brown My Dear Fellow Journeyers, I have had a great first week of being 60 years old. As I write that number, it feels incredibly old- but I don’t feel “old”. I feel happy and for most of the time, I am not conscious or thinking about my age. Last week on my birthday, a friend asked me I had anything to say about turning 60.
My Dear Friends and Readers, I began to ponder the “concept” of old in our American society. Overall, my sense is that as a culture, we feel old age is the time to give up, let go of our dreams, our health, our sexuality. This is not a mind-set that I wish to embrace. I feel as if I have finally figured it out-that I have accepted my authentic self.
This was my topic this afternoon as I was honored to be the keynote speaker at the third annual awards ceremony for the Youth Advocacy Program in Baltimore City. More pictures to follow in the next few days. Brianna
My Dear Friends and Readers, I have been a walking mass of contradictions my whole life. My 1950’s Catholic up-bringing has always been in contradiction with my natural sexuality- yes, I am owning it. I am sexy. This has been a very hard thing for me to accept- to own my sexiness. There was something else as well. I believed that it was my full 12 year old breasts and