Stalking Personal Power – Where the Hell is my HELL YES?

I readan authentic and intimate account of one conscious man’s (Mike) adventures at Burning Man 2014.  It inspired me to ask myself, “SERIOUSLY, WHERE THE FUCK AM I GOING WRONG? ”  Several areas of my life are in breakdown – a fancy way of...

Stalking Personal Power – Assess Action, Intention, Results

At one point, I looked forward to writing a report on my actions, intentions and results.  Not so much now.  I had a huge failure when it came time to move.  I lost most of my sense of personal power as I entered fear, anger and great effort.  I believe it was a...

Stalking Personal Power – The Power of Robin Williams

Robin Williams gave me laughter to get through hardship and challenges of life, and hope and inspiration to become a better person. But when he took his own life, he abruptly ripped my spiritual and emotional cords to the idea and archetype of being larger than life and endeavor to be more.

Stalking Personal Power – Ghosts of Power

I felt a flood of emotions, accompanied by a surge of spine-tingling energy, trembling, heat, and deep heartfulness as I stood among legendary airplanes and space craft in American history. Only about 2 dozen other times in my life have I felt this distinct sensation, and that was around ghosts and unseen entities. I shuddered. I teared. I breathed deeper. I fought to not outright cry, as I thought I would lose it right there in San Diego’s Air & Space Museum.

Stalking Personal Power – The SOMEDAYS That Never Come

Every SOMEDAY-that-has-never-come dissolves, demolishes and destroys my personal POWER! You see, with great excitement, I wanted to announce today that after a decade I finally …… BUT my debilitating and intense back pain of 6 years has seized my thinking to only dwell on how SOMEDAY I will have the financial resources to hire all of the alternative and medical professionals to change my reality of debilitation and pain. Another SOMEDAY-that-has-never-come!

Stalking Personal Power – Contain Energy

After 10 minutes of practicing Tai Chi Chung, a form of beautiful connected graceful movement, I stopped.  I felt like a 75 year old arthritic rigid Karate student trying to break pieces of wood instead of a young swan smoothly and gracefully journeying across a pond....