Art is necessary. 

Impresario
The mind of an impresario is always going

Some accused of having A.D.D. 

Jumping from one thing to the next 

But it’s just R&D

Failing fast

Moving faster

To find what really works

Looking to take things from a lower level to a higher     level

They rise up

No matter the challenge 

Lonely, yet surrounded by many

Always in motion

Momentum their only true friend

Because if they are not moving forward, their dying

While others dot their “i’s” and cross their “t’s”

Making the perfect business plan

The impersario is out 

Making real connections 

Collecting real dollars

Working his plan by doing &

Serving his customer needs

These moments are your own make them count. Because you will never get a second chance to relive them again. 
When you speak to a lot of 85-year-olds what is the thing they say most? It is “I wish.” I wish I had done this or that. I wish…I wish.

Living life with regret is not worth it. Better to let it fully enjoying every moment. Recognizing there are no rainy days in life they are meant to be lived, enjoyed, and savored. 

Now go out and live.

Rising up

Stretching my arms & legs – mind
Shaking the sleep off me

Because it’s the cousin of death

Before its my time

I’ll make it happen

Rising up
To meet the day

I pray for guidance

To find my way

Lost in thought

Cold water splashes on my face

Awake

Rising up
Like a lotus but this is no pose

Through the murky waters that run deep

I’m digging deeper

To keep my muse & prose alive

To find my purpose in life

So much talent

Valiantly exposing, expressing themselves

Hearts worn on their sleeve

Wiping the brow

Not sweating the small stuff

Doing the hard part first

They’ll never be second

Thoughts bypassed

Moving onto the next level

Dancing with the fear

Dipping into the emotional labor to make a ruckus

Eaching extending a hand towards their cohort

Together embracing tension

Seeking out the truth

To create and build a better world

Not for themselves

But for us all

#altmba

My deep desire
Is to make an impact

But how can I if I can’t 

  Keep a pact with myself

Sabotaging my progress

I keep looking at the horizon

Forgetting about how far I’ve come

The sad truth

I’m recognizing it

Mistakes made

Habits ingrained

Against me

My own demons

  Tempt me

To throw away my dreams

I’m needing to find the key

That’ll let me loose 

From my own cage

I close my eyes
And take 10 deep breaths
Leading into my soul
As I sit alone
Spending the time
In order to gain more of it
It’s my power hour
Meditating writing 
Journaling
Reflecting
Breaking a sweat
Breaking the mold
All so I can calm
My soul

I cusp my hands
Under the faucet of life
Trying to quench my thirst

I fill my cup 

Half full

Sipping on the true nectar of life

Knowledge

Off the edge

I’m jumping

With faith in my heart

Thumping

Believe I must

That my parachute will open

My mind expands

I float towards a new consciousness

Plateau

Finding a new cliff to set off from

Wings spread

I’ll fly higher

Closer to the sun

The updraft lift me

Going through a metamorphosis This is me morphing

For too long

Been in a cocoon

Alone with myself

Sitting beside my self

Time to choose myself

Stepping out of my safe haven

Doing it for the children

My playing small

Serves no one

Least of all me

Spreading my wings

Ready to soar

Reaching new heights

So they can set upon new sights

Not sure

What the next step is
But it will be forward

It’s time to leap

Faith in me

I believe

Change is inevitable

And the change in me

Might even be enviable

To those wanting to make a ruckus

‘Cause people like us

Do things like this

Picking ourselves

Doing the work

Making the effort

To show up

Not of self

But for those who matter most

We stand up like Martin

And dream

Climbing higher mountains

Discovering the guru is

You, us, me