Tag Mental Health
In my role as a treatment provider, the most common situation I face isn’t about any particular drug, it’s about hope. There are times when confronting an addiction seems absolutely hopeless. We watch as either we or our loved ones… Continue Reading →
I can’t help but reminisce about my visit to the Sam Ash music store in Midtown Manhattan. The energy within the store was nothing short of magical. However, nothing in the store jazzed me up more that the repair shop… Continue Reading →
Feral people who don’t live by our rules aren’t a problem that we should or can solve. And we can’t tame them, either. Attempting to appeal to the general public with words like “homeless” is a lot like a firefly… Continue Reading →
There’s a few reasons why I decided to apply for the vacant District 4 seat on the Santa Fe Board of Education: 1) I want to represent all young people, especially those whom life marginalized simply by the accident of… Continue Reading →
Last Saturday, July 9th, that perhaps among the three (3) best days of my life (my wedding day and my son’s birth being the other two). For years , I have dreamed about performing at the Nuyorican Poet’s Café. On… Continue Reading →
Although there are a couple of well known roles in recovery, namely, the addict and the enabler, there is one that I don’t think I’ve considered. I call this role, the power-getter. I think the reason why this role previously… Continue Reading →
Over the years, I’ve made several wishes. Things like a gazillion dollars, magic carpets, and even a talking monkey that I could have as a best friend have all made the wish list. But one thing I do wish for… Continue Reading →
What can I say Mi Amor? it’s been a tough year. With concussion and covid, these last twelve months have been anything but easy. Yet, your smile’s light didn’t diminish. Rather, your eyes radiated even more and the energy you… Continue Reading →
Recovery isn’t about flipping a switch or waving a magic wand. As a treatment provider, I believe it’s part of my mission to build a structure through which recovery is possible. We can pray that addicts simply stop using whatever… Continue Reading →
It’s been a while now since my Dad left this world. Doesn’t feel like it, though. I still wait for his call, every day, until I remember that my caller Id will never again say, “Dad.” The memory of his… Continue Reading →
