Do you believe in resurrections?  They happen every day.  But are you willing to listen, to participate, to explore and find newer ways to understand your personal journey? This podcast isn’t about what we study and see through the eyes of religion. My Boy Boy Ernie spoke with me every chance we had together.  But this isn’t about resurrecting a spiritual brother of nearly 34 years.  This resurrection is that of a writing instrument. Verbal documentation of what some may call a vision quest.  Trusting the great mysteries of life.  Tools are handed to us to carve out each expectation.  This tool was laid to rest inside a forest floor.  To experience the elements of reality while connecting with a universe that unconditionally shares its stories.  But whose writing it?  Welcome to The Resurrection…

The final dance. The walk, the conversation, the music, the memories and the mental and physical embracing of not just one moment but a collection of stories that wrap around the world.

We spend way too much time seeking leadership from people that have never walked in your shoes or sat in the bathroom with you during those bad cramps and vomit spills. What does anyone know about you? Yet they always want you to be happy.

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

We endlessly tell others as well as objects around us how much we love them. Yet, your heart doesn't feel like it's receiving as much as you are sharing.

I'm a forest farmer of three decades and growing. I'm still not over owls doing what owls do. I know what the snake was when I picked it up. How many things in life shape us through this method of not only thinking but reacting?

Thanks for being part of the conversation I am the Poet In The Forest. A children series I penned out in the 1990s. None of it would be possible if it wasn’t for this forest in South Charlotte, NC. I talk about it so much that I thought maybe it’s time you get to meet all that inspires me. Thanks for being part of the conversation

Seasons speed past us beyond how light is measured. How would you best explore this thing called spring? Is it the birth of or the rebirth of?

Do you believe in resurrections?  They happen every day.  But are you willing to listen, to participate, to explore and find newer ways to understand your personal journey? This podcast isn’t about what we study and see through the eyes of religion. My Boy Boy Ernie spoke with me every chance we had together.  But this isn’t about resurrecting a spiritual brother of nearly 34 years.  This resurrection is that of a writing instrument. Verbal documentation of what some may call a vision quest.  Trusting the great mysteries of life.  Tools are handed to us to carve out each expectation.  This tool was laid to rest inside a forest floor.  To experience the elements of reality while connecting with a universe that unconditionally shares its stories.  But whose writing it?  Welcome to The Resurrection…

Constantly, we are comparing our lives to others. How close to they are you? If they have something you need or you're just measuring them up... how close to they are you? Now spin it around, what if you're the one being watched? You are their they.