Sunday, January 31, 2010

Begin a new.

It's Sunday! My most favorite day of the week. It's the day that reminds me to begin a new.

Why must we begin a new?

To enable us to enjoy the journey.

Each day we have a great opportunity to begin fresh.

Letting go of yesterday and any past hurts and resentments.

Until one does that, it is truly impossible to start anew and make better, healthier, more positive life choices.

Old wounds have a tendency to drag our attention back to them, taking precious energy and hope from us, and in the end preventing us from starting over.

We must let go of any emotional baggage in order to experience the joy of living in total surrender on our life's journey - living it as it unfolds each moment, however it unfolds.

Letting go and forgiving is much more than the mere letting go of our past, it is the key to creating the world that we seek and the life that we deserve.

Make it a great dia - begin a new!

Go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

"ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó" is a Haitian proverb which means, "Many hands lighten the load."

Saturday, January 30, 2010

True acceptance...

"To be at peace with oneself, one must try and “LIVE” the meaning


Refrain from giving unwanted advice. 

Refrain from meddling in the affairs of others.

Refrain, even though the motives may be well intended, from tampering

with another's way of life.

So simple and yet so difficult for an active spirit. 

In short Hands off!" - Henry Miller

I ran across this beautiful poem and it speaks not only of acceptance of others

but of the most important person in your life - YOU.

It's called... The Journey -

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice--

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do--

determined to save

the only life you could save. - Mary Oliver

Go to or text GIVE to 50555
or you can also text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00
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Friday, January 29, 2010

Are you pulling your weight today?

Growing up we had to work as a team to get just about everything we

needed to get done around our house.

Most of it had to do with manual labor. 

Often we’d forget that if we failed to work as a team, we'd end up having to work

harder and probably longer than necessary.

On one occasion we were trying to repair an irrigating canal that originated

from a small creek at the edge of our property and flowed onto our land 

- giving life to our apple and pecan trees.

My brothers and I kept arguing as to how to line up, who would pass

the rocks over to whom, the line up, even how fast to heave the rocks to one

another or how big a rock to use.

More importantly no one wanted to be the one to dig them out of the creek bed.

My Viejita watched us from a distance for a few minutes and then when she

saw we weren't making progress came over to where we were.

This is when she told us about Don Arnoldo, the old rancher that lived at the

edge of our village.

One day a man who was selling pots and pans came through Bacerac.

He had taken a wrong turn as he came around the bend into the far East entrance

of town and ended up in a ditch.

In his truck went...  with mud, pots and pans flying everywhere.

Even though he was not injured, his truck and all of his pots and pans were stuck

deep in the mud.

Fortunately, there was old Don Arnoldo’s house nearby, so the man walked towards

it for help.

"Panchita”, Don Arnold said proudly… “she can pull your truck from that ditch,"

as he pointed towards his old brown Mule which was in the field grazing.

The pots and pans salesman looked towards the old skinny brown Mule,

and then looked back at the old farmer in disbelief.

Don Arnoldo who was old and deaf kept repeating himself,

"Yes, my dear Panchita can certainly pull your truck out of there."

The salesman thought for a few seconds and after looking over at his truck

he realized he had nothing to lose.

So the two men walked over to Panchita and put a harness on her.

Together the three walked over towards the truck.

There it was almost on its side, half buried in mud in the big ditch. 

Several pots and pans were scattered all over to the ground.

Some were stuck with only the handles sticking out of the mud. 

Don Arnoldo took off his shoes and pulled up his pant legs and walked

right into the muddy ditch to hook Panchita’s harness to the truck.

He then walked back out and went over to Panchita and with a click of the reins,

Don Arnoldo started to yell, "Vamos Pedro! Pull Juan!

You can do it Tacho! That’s it, GO!! Panchita!"

And lo and behold the old Mule started to tug and pull...

and inch by inch she began to pull the truck right through the mud,

and out of the ditch.

The salesman couldn't believe his eyes - he was shocked at what the old

mule had just done.

He couldn't stop thanking the old farmer and then he quickly went over,

and gave a tender hug on Panchita's neck. 

He then asked Don Arnoldo, "Why were you shouting all those names

to Panchita?"

The farmer smiled and said, "Well Panchita is a little blind just like me,

and can’t see very well."

"But as long as she feels as if she is a part of a team, she doesn’t care that

she has to pull her weight."

We got her message and we all began to pull our weight and soon we were

finished and on our way back to the house for some homemade caldo de res.

Make sure you're pulling your weight today!

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phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Sly's advice on not sitting...

“Stand, you've been sitting much too long, now you've got a permanent crease.”
- Sly Stone

I saw this pictures of a bench with missing slats and made me realize that

some days we all get unexpected hints of what one needs to do - mainly that

sometimes we are no longer given an option of sitting.

So keep standing for something or someone - no matter what.

Make it a great dia! 

Go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also

text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your

phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

"ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó" is a Haitian proverb which means, "Many hands lighten the load."

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Get cooking...

"Solo hablando, no se va cocinar el arroz." roughly translated...

 talking about it is not going to get it done!

No matter what it is you're working on or are busy at ... stop talking about,

and get cooking! 

I actually built a very similar stove set-up back in Mexico a few years ago,

although mine has bricks instead of cement for a base.  

We use it for cooking (on a separate property we call "el temporal")

just across the Bavispe river.  

There we have a small, two room adobe building that sits on the edge of the river.

It is there where we grow pinto beans, turnips, cabbages, cucumbers,

and other vegetables.

Our garden is close to the river and sits on part of our family's 200 acres.

Like most of our relatives and neighbors that raise goats or cattle,

and that live in the high sierras of Sonora - we also allow our cows to roam,

and feed freely.

Pretty organic, huh? 

Get cooking.

Make it a great dia!

* Remember to go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

"ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó" is a Haitian proverb which translated means, "Many hands lighten the load."

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Or just get busy...

"Life is a series of near misses.

But a lot of what we ascribe to luck is not luck at all.

It's seizing the day and accepting responsibility for your future." - Howard Schultz (1953 – ) CEO of Starbucks

I feel that we all can contribute to our own personal destinies.

I also believe that no drop of perspiration is ever wasted.

My Viejita ( endearing name I called my Mother) raised us to believe,

that we had a responsibility to be the “BEST” we could be.

Are you seizing the day… your day?

Are you doing everything you can to make real progress towards

your own goals in Life?

Get busy!

ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó

is a Haitian proverb which translated means,

"Many hands lighten the load."

Go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also text

HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to

your phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

Monday, January 25, 2010

What has meaning for you?

When everything is scarce – everything has meaning.

People in Haiti didn't even have a band aid at some clinics and the only pain

medicine was Motrin at others (this situation was reported as having occured

for several surgical amputees). 

So if everything in our lives suddenly became scarce - would you suddenly

evaluate everything differently?

The people of Haiti have given the world a "teaching" moment.

Through their devastation they are teaching the world a valuable lesson about

loss and meaning.

Though the vast majority of us probably have more than enough.

Is this thinking still applicable to us?

Does this make sense to try and sew into the fabric of our lives? 

My Viejita (nickname I fondly gave my Mother as a child and who sadly passed away

recently used to teach us to be fabric menders. 

The boys of course hated the title of her life's lesson - for very few boys or men

in our village ever did any type of domestic work back then and that

included any type of sewing. 

She never met a stranger and we might not have had a whole lot growing up...  

yet she always made sure that she helped whomever needed it. 

Never looking for a thank-you or asking for something in return.

She did it because in her eyes it was the only right thing to do.

I remember my Father getting upset on a few occasions; like the time she had

loaned one of our working animals for a few days to Juan Loreto

or on another occasion when she had given away some of our much treasured

kerosene to a neighbor Tia Tencha (not really an Aunt but everyone respectfully

called her by this name).

My Viejita would literally help anyone who fell out of a tree and into her path.

Today I look for opportunities to help mend another's fabric.

Often times it is just a small tear, doesn't take much sewing on my part,

and more important it helps to get them on their way. 

This important life's lesson has also taught me that by helping another with out

strings attached - they too will often times "pay it forward."

Let's work hard to make sure our lives have meaning and purpose.

Today I thank Haiti for reminding me to be ever so grateful for my lott in life,

and be glad for the gifts I've been given.

We should never have to lose anything in order to give it meaning. 

ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó is a Haitian proverb which translated means,

"Many hands lighten the load."

Go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also text

HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill

with your donation going to the Red Cross.  

Sunday, January 24, 2010

ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó...

The massive tragedy of the Haitian earthquake has been enormous in scope 

but the American and the world's response to that tragedy has been in many

ways just as enormous.

One of the most conspicuous responses was Friday night's charity telethon,

"Hope For Haiti Now: A Global Benefit For Earthquake Relief."

I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many celebrities and musicans geniunely united

behind a single cause.

There were more than 100 actors and musicians answering phones in Los Angeles,

and New York.

They took calls after the operators took one's donations.

It was one of the best two hours of live television I have been a witness to

in many many years.

The production and broadcast idea of  George Clooney and WyClef Jean 

with collaboration from MTV Networks.

The event also featured appearances by President Bill Clinton, Anderson Cooper,

Ben Stiller, Brad Pitt, Chris Rock, Clint Eastwood, Denzel Washington,

Halle Berry, Jon Stewart, Julia Roberts, Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon,

Meryl Streep, Morgan Freeman, Nicole Kidman, Robert Pattinson,

Samuel L. Jackson, Tom Hanks and even Muhammad Ali.

As donations continue to pour in from around the world,

"Hope for Haiti Now: A Global Benefit for Earthquake Relief" announced yesterday

Saturday January 23rd that it has raised more than $58 million. 

A new record for donations made by the general public through

a disaster-relief telethon.

I especially enjoyed the different renditions of some of my old favorites...

like Shakira's musical message of compassion and unconditional love as she

sang the 1994 Pretenders' ballad "I'll stand by you." 

You remember, "I'll stand by you...  I'll stand by you...  won't let nobody hurt you?" 

I had never heard the beautiful and moving rendition of the song that

Mary J. Blige sang, "Hard Times Come Again No More."

Although I did meet this artist at a special taping of David Letterman

after Sept. 11th (but that's another story left for different day).

This song was written more than 150 years ago by the "father of American music,"

Stephen Foster.

The song is meant to strike the careful balance between the celebration of good

fortune and the acknowledgment of hard times and I read it has been

covered by several artists including the late folk icon Kate McGarrigle, Bob Dylan,

Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson.

I was captivated by Bruce Springsteens take on "We shall overcome,"

and his choice of instrumentation with a guitar, an accordion,

four backup singers and a lone trumpet.

This was an old civil-rights movement song that came from a hymn written

by Charles Tindley a minister from Maryland. Springsteen's raspy vocals

pierced deep as he sang, "We are not afraid today. Deep in my heart,

I do believe, we are not afraid today."

One of my favorite performances came by the unexpected trio of Sheryl Crow,

Keith Urban and Kid Rock as they sang "Lean on Me."

Did you know the song hit #1 on July 8, 1972 (the day after my birthday),

and remained a number one hit for 19 consecutive weeks.

I loved the way they took this R & B song and gave it a county feel.

A catchy "Stranded (Haiti Mon Amour)," performed by Bono, The Edge,

Jay-Z and Rihanna from a studio in London is currently the #1 song on iTunes

in 12 countries.

The "Hope for Haiti Now" album is now the biggest one-day album pre-order

in iTunes history and is currently the #1 iTunes album in 18 countries.

But what a truly spectacular and entertainling live concert it was; with performances

from Bono, Dave Matthews, Neil Young, Sting (who I saw live in a small

underground club in Tyrol Austria back in 1983)... as well as performances by Alicia Keys,

Justin Timberlake, Matt Morris, Madonna, WyClef Jean, Christina Aguilera,

Emeline Michaels, and Taylor Swift to name a few others.

What an incredible show of emotion and celebration of unity and of a sustaining 

plea for charity.

I have no doubt that if we work together, we can help lighten the load that our

Haitian brothers and sisters have carried on their own for over two hundred years.

We can finally give them a real chance for a better tomorrow.

Each of us has a stake in Haiti's future.

Although our lives couldn’t be more different, we are a people on this

interdependent planet we call earth.

We are all intrinsically connected and their fate by the sheer proximity as neighbors

is linked with ours.

They need and deserve a stronger, more secure Haiti, which in turn means a stronger,

more independent and secure region. They deserve the chance to build a nation

that will reflect their personal drive, determination, beauty as a people, 

and cultural pride.

ÒMen anpil chay pa lou,Ó is a Haitian proverb which translated 

means, "Many hands lighten the load."

Go to or text GIVE to 50555 or you can also text

HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill

with your donation going to the Red Cross.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

I will never forget Sonia Flury's story...

Port-au-Prince, Haiti (CNN) -- On Wednesday Jan. 20, 2010,

Dr. Toni Eyssallenne was walking the aisle of a small makeshift hospital

in Haiti run by the University of Miami when a patient beckoned to her.

"I assumed she was in pain, so I walked over and asked her what was wrong,"

Eyssallenne told me. "

But she said she wasn't in pain.

She said she just wanted to tell me what happened to her.

For the next thirty minutes, I listened to her story."

This is Sonia Flury's story, translated by Camala Jourdain,

a Miami nurse working in Haiti under the auspices of the

Haitian American Nurses Association.

My name is Sonia Flury, and I'm 40 years old, and I live in the Canape Verte

section of Port-au-Prince with my 20-year-old daughter, Pascale Delmas.

It was about 4:30 p.m. and I was lying in bed with my daughter

when we felt the house started to shake.

We felt the house cave in and all the furniture fell down around us.

We yelled "Help me, help me," and then we heard cries from the people

on the upper floors crying out for help, too.

Three stories fell on top of us.

Then we felt the roof fall in.

The only thing that kept the roof from falling on top of us was that I

have a dresser that has three tiers, and the dresser caught the roof.

Neither one of us could move; My daughter said, "I need to get out so I

can get a drink.

I'm thirsty."

She cried and started to panic.

After everything fell on top of us, I was lying on the bed on my back,

and my daughter fell into a hole next to the bed,

with only her head above the rubble.

She was by my left shoulder, and I put my arm around her head and cradled it.

Neither one of us could move; we were surrounded on all sides by concrete,

and crammed in by the concrete walls.

My daughter said, "I need to get out so I can drink. I'm thirsty."

She cried and started to panic.

I consoled my daughter, and we started singing.

We sang, "Keep me, keep me, God of love, give me a safe place to stay

close to you.

Let me find a place to hide behind you, and I know you will never leave me."

I told God, "If it is your will for me to die, send your angels to come get me,

and receive me into your kingdom, but if your will is for me to stay alive,

keep me alive so I can testify to the miracles you've performed in my life."

I just sang and prayed to God to let me live so that I could live

a spiritual life for him.

My daughter was thirsty, so I urinated and put it in my hand since I didn't have a cup,

and I gave it to my daughter to drink.

God let me use my urine to appease her thirst.

I didn't eat or drink for five days, but still I urinated every day.

I was never thirsty and never hungry.

On the third day, my daughter became suicidal.

I had a mirror above my bed, and it broke, so there were pieces

of glass around us.

My daughter grabbed the glass and tried to cut her neck and cut her belly,

and cut her side.

Then she cut her bra off and tried to use it to choke herself.

I stopped her, and my daughter told me, "You are selfish.

You see I'm suffering and you don't want me to take myself out of my misery."

I told my daughter she couldn't kill herself if God wanted her to be kept alive,

and stay here.

My daughter stopped and asked God for forgiveness.

On the fourth day, I told my daughter, "Don't worry, somebody will come for us."

That day, we heard voices, people talking outside saying they were coming

to bring the corpses out.

I said, "No I'm not dead, I'm alive!"

I was screaming and screaming, and one of the people who came for the corpses

heard me, but someone else in his group said it was too dangerous to break

the walls to get me, so they left.

My daughter was saying, "God, what have you done?

You sent us rescuers and they don't want to help us."

And I responded to my daughter, "God will rescue us. Don't worry

- someone will come tomorrow."

My daughter confessed all her sins to God, and so did I.

We slept that night, and in the morning, we heard noises in the top part

of the house.

It was residents coming back to look for their passports and papers that

they'd left behind.

My daughter started banging on the walls, and I said, "Don't bang on the walls,

because they might fall down on us."

Then there was an aftershock, and so the neighbors left.

On the fourth night, my daughter had diarrhea and a fever.

I tried my best to cool her down.

I urinated in my underwear so it was wet, and I wriggled out of my underwear,

and put it on her head as a cold compress for her fever.

My daughter said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I only just finished high school,

so I wasn't able to do anything for you as a daughter, but take courage,

you still have my brother."

She said, "God take me during the night."

Then she had a seizure and started to bite me.

My daughter became delirious, saying things I couldn't understand.

My daughter died that fourth night.

On the fifth day, one of our neighbors saw my son and told him,

"Your mom is alive. We heard her talking."

My son got the entire neighborhood to look for us and look for rescuers

to come help us.

The first team of rescuers couldn't get us out with the tools they had.

A second team tried and couldn't and then a third tried and couldn't.

Then a fourth team started breaking the wall.

They made a hole and put a camera through and said, "Do you see us?"

And I said, "Yes, I see a camera."

They realized it was dangerous to get to us by breaking the walls down

because the walls would come down on top of us, so instead they made

a hole from the bottom.

The rescuer came from the bottom and touched my toes.

They told me to move inch by inch, little by little.

They slid a board under me and chipped away at the wall, and I slid down.

I was holding my daughter's head, and when I slid down,

I let go and said goodbye to my daughter.

I said, "I'm sorry I'm leaving. We had a great time for four days.

We were able to talk every day, and now I have to leave you."

When they got me out, I was about to pass out, but they said,

"No, we've already rescued you. Stay strong."

The rescuer hugged me, even though I smelled and was covered with urine.

He didn't care.

He gave me a bottle of water that I still have with me now.

Everyone was surrounding me and shouting, "Victory! Victory!"

My neighbors were there, and they were saying, "I was praying for you.

I was praying for you."

They put me in the bed and gave me saline.

All the neighborhood wanted to touch me to make sure I was still alive.

Everyone wanted to see that it was true, because they couldn't believe

I came out alive.

I was never scared. I knew that if I was afraid, I would die, because if

I became stressed, then my heart would start beating more,

and I didn't want that to happen.

When my daughter was saying to God, "Come take me, come take me,"

I said, "Don't say that. If God wants you to live, he'll let you live,

and if He wants to take you, He will do it in his own time."

Please keep me in your prayers. I don't know where I go because my house

was destroyed.

I know God will help me.

Flury survived with wounds to her buttocks and torso.

She lies comfortably on her back, although she cannot turn over due to pain

in her midsection.

The doctors want her to stay at the hospital until they receive an X-ray machine

so they can make sure she doesn't have any internal damage.

Please text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your

phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Which one are you feeding?

Pesiquia was a Kickapoo Indian Chief in the hamlet of Tamichopa,

an indigenous settlement not far from my village.

Though he never attended school and could neither read or write he was known

as a very wise man and a skillful hunter.

One year there was a lot of division within his people over whether to raise

goats over cattle.

One of the senior leaders of the clan who lived closest to the Bavispe river,

came to the Chief seeking guidance. 

"I feel as if I have two large mountain lions wrestling deep in my heart,"  he said.

"One lion is the angry, vengeful and violent one.

The other lion is the calm, loving and compassionate one."

He then asked Chief Pesiquia, "Jefe, if you had these two lions fighting

in your heart, which one do you think would win the fight ?"

Pesiquia without hesitation quietly answered, "It will always be the one

I have been feeding."

Amigos we may not have a choice as to how many different lions end up

living in our hearts – or minds for that matter, but we do have a choice

as to which one we feed.

Make it a great dia!

Please text HAITI to 90999 if you haven't already and $10.00 will be charged to your

phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross. Make it a great dia!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

We make a life...

There is a wonderful mythical law of nature that the three things

we crave most in LIFE - HAPPINESS, FREEDOM and PEACE of MIND 

- are always attained by giving them to someone else. - Peyton C. Marsh

We are all very fortunate that we make a good living by what we earn. 

I believe Winston Churchill said it best when he said,

"We make a LIFE by what we give."

You can also text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your

phone bill with your donation going to the Red Cross.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

We are what we believe of ourselves...

We must BELIEVE that we are capable of overcoming any type of

early conditioning that may be encumbering or limiting us.

It comes down to five simple words, “WE ARE WHAT WE BELIEVE.”

So stay on message and remember that 


is a direct result of


Incorporating this powerful affirmation to our lives each day will clear

the path to a much more



Text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your donation going to the American Red Cross.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

They live in our hearts...

Yesterday I attended a funeral and the second in as many weeks.

I lost a dear friend who succumbed to an acute case of pneumonia.

Hearing his daughter's eulogy was insightful. In all the years I worked

with Brent, he never shared some of his more personal stories –

he truly had lived an amazing life.

Brent was a true renaissance man, heroic Army veteran, a gifted intellectual

with several patents, a scientist, a lover of history and a devoted husband and father.

He lived his life with integrity, curiosity, honesty, a positive attitude,

and a great sense of humor.

Through my own grief over the past few months, I am realizing that death

is the ultimate mystery.

Could it be that death somehow sums up one’s life journey?

Is death truly the culmination of one’s life?

Are we all on our own personal pilgrimages?

Quite frankly I think the answer is probably yes to all of them.

One thing I am more than sure of is that we have to make the best of each day;

for from the very moment we’re born, the process of dying has begun,

and we begin marching towards death.

We don’t have time to waste!

I also believe that the one mistake we can make is to be in denial about dying.

Being in denial about the reality of death means we will end up missing

life's greatest mystery.

We will end up missing the whole point of having lived.

We will end up missing the true meaning of life.

We might even end up missing the purpose of our lives.

Don’t kid yourself life and death are not two separate mysteries.

Our journey and our goals are intertwined… and our journey gives meaning

in relationship to each of our goals.

So what am I learning? 

That death will leave us heartbroken and it will be a heartache

that no one will ever heal. 

I sense that the vacuum from the loss of my beloved Viejita is permanent.

But I am confident that by loving her completely and totally in life -

even with her dying, that her love left memories that no one, 

and nothing will ever erase.

And though death ends life, it will never end that important relationship

to our loved ones.

For they will forever live in the hearts they leave behind…

and they will never really die.

Text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your donation

going to the American Red Cross.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Answer the 4:53 p.m. call of Tuesday January 12th...

Last Tuesday January 12th at 4:53 p.m. CST a catastrophe of biblical

proportions struck Haiti.

The earthquake’s epicenter was just 10 miles from Port-au-Prince,

its capital and home to a sixth of their population of 10 million. 

The enormous loss of life is estimated to make this the worst natural disaster

of its kind in the Western Hemisphere.

Gone in an instant were their cathedrals and churches, clinics and hospitals,

their schools, many business as well as government and non profit buildings.

It’s National Palace, Justice Ministry, Parliament buildings, main prison,

and police headquarters were reduced to rubble as well.

Their roads and infrastructure and even their main sea port and airport

were also heavily damaged.

Watching the coverage on both US and Mexican news channels I saw

the incredible amount of destruction, their makeshift clinics,

encampments and tent cities that sprung up everywhere.

I watched in horror as many survivors awaited in agony - many under

the rubble waiting for the rescue that would come too late.

It's been heart breaking to watch thousands of people go this long desperate

for water, for food and basic humanitarian assistance.

Sadly six days later many still spend their days scrounging for food,

and water than returning to their damaged homes or encampments with food,

and water to share with neighbors.

Some I saw stayed behind amid the stench of death and rubble to stand

guard over their meager belongings.

Years of tragedy have forged Haiti's national character – whose strength,

personal drive, and dogged determination comes from their history.

Haiti continues to survive and rely on their faith, fortitude and self-reliance

born of years of war, hunger, political corruption and a series of natural disasters.

I have also been seeing how these same people are taking matters into

their own hands; providing their own security in the make shift camps,

bartering and rationing what little they have to survive.

Those few lucky enough to have work heading for the marketplace each morning.

Others were helping search and remove and clear the tons of rubble that remain.

Tonight thousands of Haitians; including their president René Préval will

have nowhere to sleep, but sleep they must and they will get up tomorrow

to begin a new day and a new week… and continue writing the stories of loss,

and the triumph of the human spirit.

They are calling… and though they are working hard to survive and come out

of the rubble, they need us!

We must not just restore Haiti, but assist it in becoming the strong,

secure nation its people have always desired and deserve.

Let’s answer their call and help them rebuild.

Together I am confident that we will.

You can text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your

donation going to the American Red Cross.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

One flesh. Agape Love...

We must be of ONE flesh. All SERVANT. AGAPE love.

Haiti urgently needs our help – as the hours pass more

people continue to die – some because of their injuries and no medical

assistance and untold others because we were to late to dig out.

Few times in life will we be given an opportunity to nurse, feed, clothe

or shelter another in such a way that it saves its life.

The people of Haiti had very little to start with and now have nothing.

Haiti needs us now and much more than ever before.

It needs our long term commitment to finally help them move beyond

their relentless poverty, despair and dysfunction.

Haiti has never been able to fulfill its potential as a nation. 

They are a young nation with 38% of Haitians under the age of 15.

We need to support them so that one day these noble Haitian children,

and people can reclaim their destiny. 

Be of ONE flesh, all serving and show agape love.

You can text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill

with your donation going to the American Red Cross.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

The living need us...

One day a new Haiti will be born – one day Haiti will come back from

this heart wrenching disaster.    

One day Haiti will be a much stronger country. 

However; for now the people of Haiti are facing the deadiest crisis of their lives,

literally; with no water, no food and hundreds of thousands now homeless.

Tens of thousands are lying dead in the streets, and looming death for all those

still under the rubble.

They face an imminent health crisis and a guaranteed economic disaster…

they can’t do for themselves and need us to do something for them.

Right Now! 

Our Haitian sisters and brothers need our courage, our strength and our

extreme gift giving and charity in order to endure this devastating human crisis.

It is within the process of human endurance that STRENGTH and HOPE

will reveal themselves.

The living need our charity NOW...

You can text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your phone bill

with your donation going to the American Red Cross.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Exercise COURAGE!

We are born ever so fragile and dependent on the care and love of another. 

No one is born  with any measure of COURAGE, but one thing that we

are born with is an abundance of potential.

It is through this potential that we create COURAGE by overcoming the challenges,

and fears that are generally a part of our day to day life.

Which is a good thing, for without exercising that precious COURAGE

you'd never realize your greatest potential of being a kinder,

more merciful and more generous YOU.





our brothers and sisters in HAITI are WAITING!

Three hundred thousand are homeless and for the third day find themselves

without medical care, food, shelter and water.

Please GIVE to the "Wyclef Jean Foundation" by texting YELE to 501501

and $5.00 will be charged to your phone bill with your donation going to

the relief fund in Haiti.

You can also text HAITI to 90999 and $10.00 will be charged to your

phone bill with your donation going to the American Red Cross.