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Category: Mental Health Awareness

  • One Hope

    Hello to all who read today’s blog. Running a little dark and downcast since yesterday afternoon. Massive heaviness of which all is not known of the source but just continued bad news or occurrences. Not finding much fight for some things that maybe I should. That is troubling in itself.

    Sandwich Harbor Sandwich MA
    Sandwich Harbor Sandwich MA

    Over the past two days I have rode over 100 miles pulling a way too overweight Burley Nomad bike trailer and more. The goal has been to put on the miles and get my buttocks used to 5 – 7+ hours on a bike seat. It gets a little uncomfortable at times. Just saying. Top it off that I have had a backpack that weighs in the neighborhood of 40lbs I estimate. Unbeknownst to most is that pedal assist bikes give you a good workout if you want them. It’s my legs that help pull the monstrosity up the hills. They feel the extra weight of just refilling a couple water bottles.

    In all of the pulling the trailer I am losing my fight to pull myself up. Honestly feel like a mutt who has been kicked and beaten at every opportunity. Then there are just my screw ups added to the mix and losing or misplacing things on an almost daily basis. Chaos on four wheels. Just not the four most people think of when 4 are mentioned. Hey, at least I now own an RV eh? What do you think? Should I continue? Does anyone even care anymore that our society is decaying at a rate that if it is not changed utter ruin and destruction will be wrought upon America the Beautiful.

    Is that what we want? More of this “normal” we are growing all to accustomed to? Because if that is so then I should quit. Everything sticks. The good the bad and the ugly. That is part of my wiring and condition that leads to my depression. It’s sometimes something someone special said to me or did to me one time. Like the time my dad told me there is something wrong with me because I cannot stop caring about someone or something. Just one of far too many.

    We need living in worthy world and we are losing it. Rapidly. Why? My opinion is that social media is a major factor of this as well as the loss of the traditional two parent household. There are other major contributors but I will not address them now. This is about the unsocial nature to what we call social media.

    Three sets of sandals in the sand on Cape Cod
    Three sets of Sandals

    It is a bane to society. We are relational beings. We need to see and feel the warmth of a smile or the crook of a lip. The raising of eyebrows or clenching of teeth. We need the hugs. The touches. The pats on the backs and the kicks in the asses. That is social. That is meaningful interactions. We need to look past our differences and look to the common good. For everyone. As a whole. Not a particular group or class. For people battling for proper mental health it is even worse than for the people who think they have it all together. Sometimes much worse. Harassment. Bullying. Pressures. On and on it goes. And usually it goes the wrong way leading one into deeper depression and despair.

    We have a generation of kids who were pushed into this and we are reaping the whirlwind. We have pushed entire generation into a tech filled world with no roadmap to navigate because it is just being navigated for the first time. And more generations to follow.

    What direction do we want to go? The continued ripping away of the fabric of society in self seeking abandon? Or do we choose to pump the brakes and get a handle on what has not been a fruitful and beneficial ride along the internet highway.

    Just some things to think of. Things that eat at me day in and day out as. Everything sticks.

    Taking you all along for the ride. Until next time. Please keep on keeping on. Take the next right step. Fall down, Get Back Up.

  • Tomorrows Blog Today

    As the title says I am typing this blog just seconds after sending out the last one live. Cannot keep up with all that I need to do so I try to gang up when all things line up. So ….

    Hello All. Hoping this blog finds you well. Will be trying to post some videos soon. Just getting into the groove with the GoPro camera thing. Learning curves all around me it seems.

    So. Why do we worry so much about tomorrow today? How many tomorrows have I lost or messed up by worrying about them before they even occur? Too many. And many times, most probably, my stinking thinking was way wrong and off base. But not always. There is such a fine line we need to walk to stay on the saddle of the horse we call our mental health. Very fine line. Especially when that horse is ready to be a quarter horse and run its own race no matter who is at the reins.

    That is part of our battle. Maybe, just maybe, it is our most important battle. The key for me is to have a core group of friends or people that you can share thoughts with in a safe way without being overly judged by how scattered they may or may not be. Having a little input or sounding board can help navigate things a little easier than alone and stuck in our thoughts. There are people who care. Many. Many more than we often realize. Sadly, most do not realize or understand how to even help us when we need help and ask for it.

    So, today I encourage you to find that one person. That couple friends or small group to confide in and trust. Make sure they know what they are getting into before you unleash your darkness upon them. Some people are just not able or equipped to even comprehend or deal with what we deal with on a daily basis. Truth.



    Keep on keeping on. Never give up. Hope is always on time and never late. Set a different time schedule to see it come to fruition. And you will. Change is inevitable. Except from a vending machine.

    Until next time. Smile every chance you get and say hello to strangers even if they don’t acknowledge you or the hello. Change the world. One smile and hug at a time. Make it go viral. Hugs cost nothing but a moment or two. And yet they can mean the difference to someone. Be that difference. It may change the world and you not even know it!

  • The Vision Part 1

    Greetings earthlings. Sorry not sorry for the bland intro but society is just falling apart. I am sitting here on the wonderful patio at Sandwich Public Library but the wireless internet is down so the purpose of the visit is on hold.

    There are many gigabytes of video and pictures to upload, transfer and go through. Too many. They are backing up. And that is not the important stuff that must get done today. I have to get my health insurance fixed as soon as possible and transferred to MA so that I can get the needed meds and health check ups for my conditions. Housing must be pursued relentlessly in August as the season will come to an end and places will become available in droves. Hopefully. Need to line up a part time job somewhere within bike distance to give me what I need to afford to at least exist and survive until the business gets rolling.

    The Vision Part 1

    And then there is the vison of a camp that engulfed me in early June this year. A special kind of campground. Large campground. Many campgrounds to follow it. In brief. It would be a non-profit Camp that is purposed to eliminate hopelessness and homelessness in America. Helping people get back up on their feet or towards and into the help they so desperately need. Some need a little help. Some need a lot. But all need to be shown dignity and respect and a whole lot of love and compassion. Teach them valuable and needed trades that fit them. Teach them to write a resume and help them break free from the chains that bound them to where they are at and bring them to where they need and want to be. Nobody chose homelessness at career day. Not one. And don’t stop there. The plan is to help those battling addictions and trauma related conditions who need to know they are not alone in their battles.

    This is just the tip of the iceberg of what is floating around in my noggin among thousands of hurts and trauma related feelings and every hurtful thing ever spoken towards me. It needs to come out into the open so that this vision can save lives. Change lives. Bring hope to the hopeless. Never give up.

    Can I do it? Alone? Yes. I will die trying to make it happen and go broke and further in debt making it a reality. For one moment imagine what I could do if I had all the help I needed and a windfall of funds to put boots on the ground and build it

    And THEN there is THE QUEST. That I must complete by 5.8.2027 and that is to eBike pack across america from Provincetown MA to the Pacific Coast in California, take a mild break and see some of the Pacific Coast for 4 weeks and then come back West Coast to East Coast again. The timing is key to beat the extreme temps of summer and winter. 90 days to go East to West 4 week break and 90 days to go West to East. All of which will be video taped with action cameras and photographed with anything I can shoot pictures with that I can carry and fit into my packs. Will do it with what I have if needed but it would be much better and successful with the newer model Nomad 2x from Velotric Bike.

    In all of that I would like to start my business back up and make some money to maybe live the American dream. It still exists in me.

    God Help me. He always has and He always will. Not once have I been left abandoned or alone. He alone is always with me. Every step of this journey until today, this moment and He promises to take me ALL THE WAY. Holding on to the hem of His garment and holding Him to His promises as that is all I have to hold on to some days. And that is just fine with me.

    Until next time, Keep on keeping on. Never give up to the darkness. Praying for all who read this and those who don’t. Have a super awesome day but who am I to tell you what to do.

    Peace and Love.