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Last night, I gave a talk at Bookworks in Albuquerque, NM. I learned three (3) things: 1) That it’s exciting to see my name on a marquis; 2) That there’s at least one other person who understands the clinical importance… Continue Reading →
It’s now been around 100 days since Journey to Aztlan hit the streets and I think it’s time to measure its life, thus far. I think the biggest lesson that I’ve learned about Journey to Aztlan is that its name… Continue Reading →
I believe in Journey to Aztlan as a learning. Yes, it’s a really good book that stands on its own. However, it’s a great tool from which people can learn to find that place of strength inside of them that… Continue Reading →
Once, during a group session, a large man asked, “Why the hell should we listen to you?” It was a fair question and I am compelled to share my response…. I stepped forward and took a deep breath. I wanted… Continue Reading →
The definition of leadership I use, everyday, is: The contextually appropriate, social distribution of power. What this definition means is that it is a person filling a leadership role should seek to recognize ever-changing landscape of which he or she… Continue Reading →
I woke up this morning with what felt like an angry beehive buzzing in my mind. Hopes, plans, and dreams collided in my head making it impossible for me to hold a single thought long enough to get it on… Continue Reading →
Last night, I have a reading in support of my book, Journey to Aztlan, at a bookstore in Santa Fe called Op Cit. While I can’t say it was standing room only, I can say that the area set up… Continue Reading →
I love to write. Putting words together in such a way as to build a coherent thought to share with others is the great mission of my life. When my fingers bang away at a keyboard, nothing else matters and… Continue Reading →
Please enjoy Chapter 3, October 1977 from Journey to Aztlan. This chapter has become known as “The Maroma/Somersault” story because when I was in first grade, I got “sick” because I didn’t know how to do a somersault, but came… Continue Reading →
I advocate and believe in the power of reflective writing to heal. My own writing life has richly blessed me; I’ve been able to go places and do things that I never would have even thought possible without the opportunities… Continue Reading →
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