Article: About Life Retold

The stories in this book are true-life stories. They are as true to me as the sun rising or the chair I am sitting upon. They are my stories. My brothers, mother, father, friends, teachers, coaches, even the strangers in these stories will not all agree with my story – how could they, none of them lived it. These are my stories and I am not asking anyone to prove or disprove fact. I desire only for us to feel, sense, recognize Truth and in so doing feel a welcoming to claim our own unique, one of a kind life story. My desire in writing this book is to let you feel an exhalation of freedom. I want to turn your thoughts in another direction.

I want you to change you past, to make it the kind of past that creates a today of your dreams. All ancient wisdoms taught with story – not as fact – as truth. The kind of Truth that tells us where we come from, why we are here, why bad things happen to good people, why there is a sky and what keeps us from floating up into it. Life is a great mystery. The minute you think you know who done it a new twist comes along. These twists, turns, mysteries and unknowns are unlimited, eternal, limitless, infinite. Why not step off of the treadmill illusion that there is ever one right answer. Why not instead honor the creative genius gifted to humanity – to you and to every one you have ever or will ever meet, hear about, read about or consider.

History’s great geniuses lived in the questions. It was here they discovered things previously unknown. Every thing discovered created more questions, which they followed. We celebrate their answers - they rejoiced in the question. So please release your genius, allow yourself to question every story you have ever told about what was and was not done for or to you; about ever chance you think is lost and every hope you think is dead; about who you are, where you are destined to be or why things have or have not happened in your life. As long as you are living your life you have all rights to editing the material you present to the world.

Mine is a life retold. At one time my destiny was to become a impoverished paraplegic. At one time my destiny was to become an imprisoned felon. At one time my destiny was to become a lonely, embittered, self-righteous victim of a deprived poverty stricken childhood – abandoned, neglected and unlovable. As you read the stories in Life Retold you will see that I do not deny my past. I like my past. Its color and texture provide the dimensions for me to see myself, to find myself and to love myself. And who am I? I am an ordinary human that by changing my past has found a happy, prosperous, curious, creative, totally imperfect person who is not liked by everyone, who is loved by many and who seeks every day to love a little more than yesterday, to give without attachment, to be grateful for every moment and celebrate differences.