Welcome to my Digital Dojo. For those that want the truth pure and unfiltered from the well of my mind. No longer do I want to write to be SEEN. I write TO SEE. No longer do I want to watch and analyze the FEED. I follow the FIRE that cooks it all. This is a node of transmission to those ready to receive it. A living archive of thoughts, feelings, and insights. A study and a safe-haven for the wayward souls.

It's fairly simple for me to inspire hope and positivity in other people. I can sit and listen and just KNOW the right thing to say or share. I live for that shit at times, to see and know people around me are doing well and are happier given my contribution or efforts, no matter how small. But internally, it can be a brutal struggle to believe in the hope of the desired future. When all is going well, it's easy for me to believe positive narration I've listened to or have w

I am a year in with starting my blog journey! Between the M-Tea MindSpace and the WRITEntanglement Experience, I have published over 50 blogs. Thats a yearly set of observations, deep thoughts, and intuitional bursts on a variety of subjects on a weekly basis.

I looked at my life and how I'd been ruled by fear....and I hate it... But haven't done much about it. I may take a baby step here or there, but something in my subconscious looks at the current state and I'd get discouraged or say how the hell is this gonna take shape. "I'll never be able to do this the way they are doing it." "They make this sh*t look so damn easy, how?" And then I sit and dig back into my comfort prison of doubt, fear, and disbelief.

But you're Married!! How could you do this? What about your Kids? You're going to destroy their minds and hearts! You're disloyal! You're a manipulator! You're a Fraud! You're a Cheater and a Liar! You're despicable! (With all the spit in my face) You're breaking God's Laws and Covenant! You're worshiping idols and masters! You're becoming primal! Unhinged! Sinful! You're just like all the other men! And the biggest one of all... Why Max, Why?!!

By the the end of the second day of qualifications, there were six of us that struggled to make our mark. By this time, we were already feeling down, the opposite of what a Soldier was supposed to be. All I could think about was What happened? Why can’t I get this right? What am I doing wrong? I’m a terrible shot. I’ll never get the hang of this.

I'll start by saying that I am married...colorless...odorless...black and white with ink and typewriter. A choice... A decision... Expectations pushed away, twisted, turned, disintegrated. And now, I wear a scarlet letter because I believe in love and mutual energies. Something that goes against the grain of the norm because I am against it's grain. A catalyst for change.

A little after I hit the first bend, I set my eyes on this little kid running down the street as gleeful as possible. Probably giggling to himself. y first thought was "What the f***?" Why is there a kid running around out here barefoot this early in the morning and... Where's his parents? Where's home for him?

Little did I know, when I started living on my own, resentment and judgement lodged into my subconscious mind that didn’t really start showing until I became a parent. I want to share what those resentments are, and how I have, or plan to bury the hatchet to live free of family conflict. We'll start with the sins of my father. 

Brother, you matter! Your story matters! Your legacy matters! Why? You heal as you tell it. Yourself, but you also can heal and awaken others. You can inspire others to dig deep, to get the help even with tears in their eyes. Even with the feeling of pins and needles. When you heal and safeguard your mind, you energize your soul and communicate better to your heart. You feel lighter inside, and your body learns to respond in kind.

In the spirit of Men's Mental Health Month, I'm dropping this classic tale of my Mental Health journey and how I am Embracing Transformation. It's a highlight of everything I'd had to endure, and in some ways still wrestle with as I re-calibrate myself moment to moment. It's my hope that this serves as an inspiration to those that are struggling similarly or struggling at all to take the steps needed to heal and get back on track. Let's get into the pit of who I am.

To hear and feel the emotions of people as we played. To strategize and crack jokes as we ran through the stages together. Thats teamwork!

Letter writing is a lost art form of communication these days. With DMs and Emails coming to the forefront fo communication, we've lost our sense of intimate expression through letter writing. This is part one of a series of letters I write to a variety of people to express my innermost thoughts and feelings and as a show of gratitude. The first is a letter to my younger self, with life wisdom I wish I knew sooner.

Introduction to the new and improved Blog: The WRITEntanglement Experience.