Tag Mental Health
Life has richly blessed me. I get to walk in the arroyo near my home and listen to the wind tell stories of life that I feel more than hear. This wind grabs my attention and points it towards a… Continue Reading →
Mastery of anything takes time, practice, and most importantly, love. In my opinion, no one can master anything without a deep and loving connection to that when he or she seeks to master. Eddie Van Halen loved the guitar and… Continue Reading →
Finding my center is important, as every day brings something stressful. Whether it’s work or just life in general, the needs of the day can overwhelm me. I can lose sight of myself, sometimes, and I think most people can… Continue Reading →
In truth, reality doesn’t allow many opportunities to experience real magic. WE all know that, which is why we spend so much time chasing things that, ultimately, are nothing more than artificial mechanisms that do little more than distract us… Continue Reading →
What is the Imago Dei?Literally translated, the Imago Dei is the “Image of God.” This image is not Jesus’ face that miraculously appears on tortillas, it is, to me, the source of all that’s good and strong and beautiful that… Continue Reading →
When it comes to developing software, I like to have a clear vision of what the software should do. Before I ever even start coding, I plan things out, then write a map of what they code should do. Without… Continue Reading →
I am no expert on prayer. But I believe in prayer’s power as much as I believe that the sky is blue and water’s wet. Further, I think that prayer can restore a person’s spiritual center and lead to a… Continue Reading →
In my substance abuse treatment life, I’ve spent countless hours in meetings, focus groups, and community forums. These sessions always present the same stuff: government reps tooting their horns, bromides, sarcasm. Sometimes, someone will say something useful. Whether the meetings… Continue Reading →
Without any doubt, music is a subjective experience. Some folks love country, some love jazz. Some people detest Metallica, and I think those people are insane. Other people listen to classical and allow it to bathe them in calming tones…. Continue Reading →
Our ancestors can either haunt us, or they can guide us. When it comes to my family, I can’t say I’m all that familiar with them. Or even, who they are. Specifically, I never knew my grandfather, Ernest Rocha. He… Continue Reading →
