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When I wake up and before I retire for the evening, I take time to give thanks for all that has transpired during the day—good and bad. I also spend time being still, clearing my head of all the thoughts that bombard my mind—the woulda, coulda, shoulda thoughts from the past and the present. I breathe deeply and let the peace that passeth all understanding take over my being. I find that when I start and end my day like this, for the most part, I can experience a great deal of serenity. I’m in that population of folk who need to tap into a Higher Power to make it through each day—days that sometimes can be filled with enormous challenges. As a writer and actor, I face rejection daily, and I would be lying if I said it doesn’t hurt. Yes, it’s gotten easier over the years, but there are some days that I just don’t feel like being told no. And in most cases, I’m left hanging. After so much time passes, I’m left with no other choice then to conclude that the agent/publisher isn’t interested in my novel or that the casting person/director/producer wasn’t feeling ...
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The hairs on the back of my neck bristled when I slammed into the truck in front of me. It was Friday, June 21st and I was living one of my worst nightmares—a car accident. Crap! I had looked away momentarily and in that instant, I hit the truck in front of me. My mind was bombarded with all that comes with a fender bender—insurance adjusters, body shops, car rentals, deductibles, and most likely higher premiums. While I was pondering my situation, the man I hit emerged from his car. He didn’t seem upset. In fact he was rather pleasant and asked me if I was okay. I thanked God in that moment for both of us being okay. I couldn’t say the same about my car. The front was jacked up. My beautiful almost new car looked like the hoopties I used to drive back in the day. His truck had minor damage. We exchanged information and before I left the scene, I called my insurance agent to get the ball rolling. By the following Wednesday, I had a rental. Okay, things are moving along. That was until I left my bag at the gym and rushed back to get it. I parked the rental ...
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