Valentines Day is for suckers

Here we go again. Another Valentine’s Day or as I call it a day for SUCKERS. Valentine’s Day is a day for some women to hold men hostage for “A RING”. A few women will receive roses, that will dry up and die just like the relationship they are in. The majority of women who get excited on Valentine’s Day, due so because this is the only day out of an entire year when their partner will express love towards them.

My hope for women on this Valentine’s Day is for them to know their own worth, and stop measuring how someone else sees their value. Women of all ages must understand the value of self-love rather than waiting for someone to show love to them. You are more precious than any DIAMOND RING. You have a beauty that Surpasses the life of any ROSE. Don’t buy into the myth that Valentine’s Day is that one special day to show your loved. The Bible says that” Love is patient, Love is kind, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with truth. It always protects, always trusts, always……..

What say you?


The power of a remarkable attitude

Dear readers,

In is book Man’s Search for Meaning, Viktor Frankl wrote these amazing words: “We who lived in the concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last pieces of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: The last of his freedom is to choose his own attitude in any given set of circumstances -to choose one’s own way.”

what say you?

Broken Family

Dear readers,

I saw something posted by my son on his Instagram page. No need to worry , my son is 36 years old, married 14 years to a fabulously talented and beautiful wife, who gave birth to my three amazing grandchildren ( two girls and a boy), Yes, I know I said no need to fret, but a mothers never ceases worrying no matter how advanced in age their children. My son is a family man. He is among the thousands maybe millions of young black men, who have  stood before man and God and said ” I do” and meant it. Nonetheless  it pained me to read this post:

Family isn’t what it used to be. It use to be time when you could go to grandma house, eat hang out with family, and just have a good time. Now everybody choose who they wanna deal with. Aunts and Uncles choose which kids to be proud of. Brother’s and Sister’s treat friends more like family. Cousins talk about each other like they aren’t flawed. Grandparents spend time with certain grand kids. And the only time you see everyone together is a funeral.

While your reading this post and discovery that your family has fallen on hard times. Pick up the phone and reach out. Plan a dinner, send a card, aplogized to the family memebers you haven’t spoken to becuase of a foolish grudge. the foundation of the next generation depends on strong family tides,

Whats say you?


Dear readers,

We run around like rats chasing after cheese moving from hole to hole. In New York City, I’ve observed people commuting on trains and buses gulping down slices of pizza before reaching their destinations. Most of then are suffering from heart burn, acid reflux or some form of indigestion.

People walk fast in New York City, claiming that’s how a true New Yorkers moves. Hogwash. They walk fast trying to keep pace on this virtual treadmill called life. They speak to each other in passing shouting as the distance between them grows wider and wider. New Yorkers rush around huffing and puffing to catch a train, plain, car or bus they’ve so carefully  scheduled, and if they are one minute off, boom, the entire day is ruined

Weekends has become a marathon of chores  and trying  to caught up, this means, racing against the clock trying to complete impossible tasks before the dreaded MONDAY. Vacations have turned into a stay-cations, mostly due to the boss needing you close to work because he/she is on a real vacation, and might call you asking some questions about the project you’re not supposed to be working on during your backyard  stay-cation.

I once heard some one say, choose your struggle and stick with it.

I say, breathe and visualize this.

Imagine all the people living in peace~ John Lennon

What say you?

#the struggle is real

Independence Versus Dependence

Dear readers,

Independence or self sufficient, in my opinion, has too many “SELFS”, self – sufficiency, self  governed, self- rule, self-determined, and self-reliance. There are songs and poems written about being Independent. Just for a moment think about this, are we truly independent. The truth is we don’t think about how dependent we are on the air we breathe, the food we eat to sustains our bodies, the money we earn, and for love and compassion from our family and friends. Although these things are conceivably true, we live in a society that imparts individualism, the moral worth of the individual. However, Charles R. Swindoll, wrote that, we are truly not independent. When the wind of adversity blows hard against our soul. we cannot make it on our own. We were created for dependence, not independence. We need each other.

What say you?

Can you spare a dime?

Dear readers, a penny for your thoughts

They used to be called “pan handlers” you know the people who stand on the corners, in the train stations or in front of business, shaking a cup asking people, “if they can spare some change?” Back in the day people didn’t mind taking the time to search the bottom of their handbags or pockets to donate the loose coins that was weighing them down.

Fast-forward…. Nowadays, these same pan handlers are professional beggar and con-artist, who have made a career out of scheming up heart breaking stories to get people to depart with their hard earn money.

These modern-day dens of thieves walk the streets, train stations, airports, and bus stations reciting repeatedly their sob stories of losing a job, or being too ill to be employed. Some of these expert beggars stoop so low they use their children to gain sympathy for being a part of the less fortunate.

I live in New York City, yes, the financial capital of the good old U. S. A. We are over whelmed with a large population of homelessness, and people who are struggling to obtain affordable housing. The minimum wage is slowly creeping up to meet the standards of living, but there is an increasing number of people who are apply for subsidized programs like SNAP because for many families after paying for rent and other necessities there isn’t enough money left for food.

I used to be a contributor to the people who claim to have fallen on tough times. What stopped me is this, New York City is home to thousands of soup kitchens, food pantries and shelters. I am privileged to live in a city that supported me when times seemed quite difficult. Thanks to the Catholic Charities I was able to keep my apartment and have to food to eat, when I was laid off in 1997. It was suggested that I volunteer with one of the Salvation Army’s soup, and in return for my service each day I was given two meals and extra food to take home.  During the few months my volunteer work I encountered some amazing people and I shall never forget their kindness. Because of my experience I’ve arrived at the conclusion that there are many people who choose to troll the streets, not because New York City doesn’t have resources to help them. It a choice.

So, my fellow New Yorker’s, and to my other readers who live in big cities where you meet beggars; instead of digging deep in your pockets giving away money to people who are unwilling to seek out the resources offered by the state they reside in.  Think about how many hours and days you had to toil to earn that extra change in your pocket that someone else is walking away with tax-free.

What Say you?



Hello my readers, I’m excited to be back. No, I didn’t leave psychically, I was M.I.A mentally. I checked out due to all the craziness, but its over. I’ve taken several steps to get back on track.
1. I’ve slowed down. what do I mean. I’ve changed my schedule to allow space and time for the things that important, such as, yoga in the morning and blogging and other writing projects at night.
2. Installed the internet and brought a new CD player to listen to Miles Davis while I write.
3. Today, I’ve had this amazing high, I’m getting back on track, the balance of my life is slowly being restored.
4. I’m reading books again. This years goal, read a book each month

— celebrating success.

The Voice of Reason

Dear readers,

To my supporters who are parents please stop what you’re doing and for once listen to the voice of reason. Who Am I? I am the voice you constantly try to ignore or engage in conversation about when and how to have the “the talk “with your children about “the birds and the bees” yes that talk. The first dilemma, who’s going to take the lead, in other words, will mom do the talking, while dad nods his head in agreement or vice versa. What are you afraid of? That you will open the door for your children to explore areas of sexuality that they may not be thinking about? So, you practice your spiel, and plan the perfect time and place.

Hello, Mom, Dad, this is the voice of reason. While you’re wasting time, yes procrastinating, delaying, and stalling, giving this important gift of knowledge that can help your children to made sense of the roller-coaster of the age of adolescence into adulthood; they are out there in the world exploring uncharted territory. You think that they are too young, well while you’re pondering the appropriate age to pass on this information, as the voice of reason it is my duty to remind parents of the increasing number of teen parents who didn’t get “the talk.”

Are you in denial that your little Princess isn’t interested in boys because she spends all her time in her bedroom talking to her girlfriends on the phone. What do you think they are talk about? Boys, who lost their virginity, and how and when they hope to lose theirs. Your all-star handsome son who is the schools most popular athlete, with a bright future ahead of him, but there is only one problem, no one told him the penalty for having unprotected sex with all the girls who offered themselves up Mr. popular.  Parents why aren’t you ready to introduce the topic of safe sex, birth control, and to teach young girls how not to get themselves caught in a situation that they did she coming; hey, I am the voice of reason and I will say it, young males need to be schooled at an early age that, Force Sex is another name for “Rape.” Ouch, did that hurt, am I coming on to strong and wrong?

Parents have you taken a good look around you? The world has changed since the days of the baby boomers, when boy meets girl, boy likes girl, boy courts girl properly, if boy wanted to touch girl, they got married and that was the end of that. This what todays parents are up against; the internet is their worst night mare. Ask yourself a question, why is your children under the age of 18 on social media? Cable TV is another ingredient that adds to our children behaving oddly. It calls “ratchet tv” meaning this generation are followers of TV characters on reality tv and they imitate what they see, and who’s paying the bill for that? Parents why are you paying an enormous amount of many to transform your 12-16-year-old daughter into a fully mature 21-year-old complete with, expensive weaves, nails, boobs and so much make up it difficulty to see who’s under the mask. The world isn’t the root of problem.

I am the voice of reason and I say it starts at home. What say You?





Dear readers,

Psssst, can you keep a secret? No, this is not a trick question. I think that there are two sides to keeping secrets. First, if you must ask the person you’re about to confess the crimes that you have committed against humanity; if she or he will be able to keep in confidence the information that is burning a hole in your soul, I say to the secret keeper should be cautious as to why the secret teller; is setting up the secrets holder to withhold knowledge about something or someone this could be an unfortunate situation to be in.

Say for an example, an uncle knew that his married nephew had committed adultery, thus destroying the good relationship the uncle had with the wife. The uncle felt it wasn’t his place to divulge this information. In the meantime, he felt that he was betraying the wife, and this caused friction between him and the nephew. In the end the nephew confessed to the wife, she discovered that the uncle knew of the affair, but she never approached him. They have since patched up their marriage. But the relationship between them have changed and the uncle hasn’t visited their home in five years.

Have you noticed that many motivational speakers use the word “secret” and for a price they will tell us the secrets to happiness, wealth, and how to attract a mate, there was a book many years ago called “The Secret” the book claimed that the secret to the law of attraction was simply to alter our thought pattern and the world will change.

Husbands and wives keep secrets from each other. Generations of families live with one dark secrets that only a few dares to whisper. Children learn at an early age how to hide the truth. When an individual testifies in a court of law they are asked to place their hands on a bible, and swear to tell the truth, meaning after taking the oath they can’t keep secrets.

Ask yourself a question the next time someone ask you to keep a secret, do you really want to carry around the responsibility of someone else’s burden?

What say you?