What do you miss most about being a kid?
I miss being unafraid to fall and because I knew I COULDN’t break
I miss trusting EVERYONE, UNCONDITIONALLY, ALWAYS.
I miss being able to craft a GREAT story anywhere anytime with just my imagination
I miss thinking my grandma’s arms were the safest place in the world.
I miss knowing I was rich than money could ever make me.
I miss knowing I would be the ONE to change the world.
I miss waking up to my sister smile.
If happiness were the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?
Happiness to me is:
- the moment a child discovers that they understand something they never thought they would.
- sharing stories that otherwise might go untold, and showing the world that in the end we are all the same, all connected.
- helping others that otherwise might go and helped.
- rising where others thought I might fall.
- the moment in a day where you smile randomly, without reason, because you know you are WHERE you were supposed to be, WITH whom you were meant to be with, DOING what NEEDED to be done.
I would be taking pictures and taking names, helping to alleviate the suffering of those near far: family, friends, and those yet unknown to me. Recording moments and memories to share near and far.
I would be fighting for the causes I hold dear and being an ally to good people where ever and whenever they called out for assistance.
I would be sharing my passion for living with those around, attempting to infect them with a passion for life and the arts.
I would be opening my spirit and bearing my soul to a world, full of beauty that’s too often invisible to those stuck, blinded by dreams differed and hopes dashed.
If happiness were the national currency, I WOULD be rich beyond belief.
I would be bank rolled on friends smiles, children’s laughter, my sister success, my family happiness, my mentees growth, my promise fulfilled
happiness is being the master of my fate the captain of my soul
Describe your superhero alter ego.
My superhero alter ego’s name is Karma Man. He travels the world with one mission, ensuring that the universe does not collapse into nothingness by ensuring that the karmic balance is kept. You know when you help a little old lady across the street and then the next day you get a free upgrade on your Airline ticket? That was Karma Man. Or how about when you speak politely to random uninformed hipster about how their headdress is a pretty sacrilegious fucked up form of cultural appropriation, point them towards some cool resources, http://mycultureisnotatrend.tumblr.com/ , then get a free VIP pass later in the day 🙂 Yeah well thats all Karma man,
PS He’s also the one slashing your tires after you slam the door in a person’s face and curse at the barrista because your Mocha is taking to long because your in a rush to do nothing of import.