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drbrucehill Dr. Bruce Hill has been in the counseling field for over 37+ years. He has retired 2/1/24. He is devoting time now into writing a book or 2.

MY BIRTHDAY AT AGE 77 Early in my life, I had to make some critical decisions on HOW to live my life and WHAT do I want ...
04/23/2024

MY BIRTHDAY AT AGE 77

Early in my life, I had to make some critical decisions on HOW to live my life and WHAT do I want to live for.
Early life was repeatedly unfair to me and created some very rough edges within me. Rough edges magnetically draw harmful moods, and these moods enjoy providing a compass in loving. Loving young became a very conditional experience for safety measures. Conditional love often has a dead-end result and impact! For me it was deprivational dieting and nourishment. One of my mental fork in the road was about going one-way or another. TO LOVE OR NOT TO LOVE THAT IS THE QUESTION. Going to the RIGHT involved major adjustments and moving LEFT involved making no adjustments. Magical expectations with scrutiny became my BFF’s. Moving left embraced the attitude of “do as I say or expect and not as I do!” Moving right was one of the most problematic decisions to make. It created an internal emotional war based on feelings of security versus insecurity. I have had some cheering bystanders chant, “GIVE, GIVE, AND GIVE MORE!” My initial plan was to create solid conditional love with very few warning rules. Unconditional love is less hazardous for me with my wife and my family. I am 77 years old and feel counter-balanced and successful in living a life of love. My baby sister, Mitzi, found and chose the same pathway and shouts to me periodically “Keep moving brother I am right behind you." Karen gave me 2 cards this morning. I felt her heart-filled expressions deeply. Her cards drew TEARS of joy and thankfulness from me. A MALE TEARING??? Karen is a perfect gauge for me to find truth. Expressions like “how incredible I am, how blessed she is to share with me, I am special for the love I give, she knew instantly that I was someone she’d never forget, would marry again and forever, she felt all this in the beginning and feels it today and forever.” If I DIE today, I will have accomplished my PURPOSE in living life, and the ONE who greets me on the other side will say, “WELL DONE....MY SON!” My feelings cannot be described but only FELT. Thank you all for remembering me and giving me some birthday love.

04/03/2024

As most of you know, I have retired from the mental health field, and I am exploring new directions in my life. I am not one to retire without purpose. I will die with purpose finished or in process. My years of coaching clients have awakened my fascination in drafting a book. This fascination has challenged me to steer a course of writing and sharing. I have accepted the daring try out. I have no background, training, or publishing's to help guide me. I am a risk taker and want to say up front that this task AINT easy. I have allied with my wife, Karen, who is one of most brilliant souls I know and love. I have also joined forces with one of the most prolific Ghost Writer, Vicki, from Nashville. Vicki is also my best cheerleader without pom poms. I HOPE that she is right concluding that I may have a bestseller in the self-help arena. I do not spend a lot of time ruminating over that outcome. The driving force within me is a PASSION for helping humanity understand the HOW’S AND WHY’S in living life. I have always embraced the idea that I must be aware of and understand the SIMPLE before I can understand the COMPLEX. This idea has driven my professional life helping people in dealing with painful problems. My wife coined my professional title as being a “Septic Technician.” Human emotional septic systems can be simple or complex to understand. I have spent 37 years crawling in and out of clogged “sh*tty” tanks helping clients to fix and restore their emotional SEPTIC systems. I started as an apprentice and with time, experience, and understanding graduated to the role of Journeyman. Theories RULE the world. Psych THEORIES are nothing more than assumptions and beliefs that GUIDE behaviors and allow us to UNDERSTAND those behaviors. The TASTE of a theory is determined by PRACTICAL SEASONING. Practical knowledge is all about CHANGING or BACK-HOEING out the taste of your experience. We have all learned to season or not to season good or bad experiences. What did you learn? Sadly, we are taught as kids to ignore (repress/suppress) or season by trial and error. If lucky, you learn to season or not to season by the chaperon of competent mentors (mom and dad).

I have spent my life figuring out the taste of my theoretical beliefs and the taste of other’s beliefs. Is the taste too bitter, too sweet, too bland, etc.

I have spent my life inspecting and supervising emotional septic repairs.

I conclude that theories/beliefs alone are incomplete, but theories with seasoning or repairs are complete. Living life is hard and painful at times. What I want to answer is WHY is it so hard and painful at times? WHY is there NO MAGIC?

My book is entitled The CEREBRAL MAFIA. In the human cerebral limbic community, there are many emotional families. I refer to this as Emotional Urbanization. The families line up on one side of the community track or other side of the track. One side is dominated by the Syndicate Families (Mafiosi) and the other side populated by anti-Mafia families.

The Syndicate is comprised of “Wiseguys” and their crews. There are 3 GODFATHERS who are related by your biological design: The HEAD and most powerful Limbic syndicate BOSS is FEAR aka THE BUTCHER. The second Mafia boss is SHAME aka THE GRAVEDIGGER and the third boss is GUILT aka THE WEAVER. The Syndicate Button Men/Hit Men are ANGER aka NAPOLEON and RAGE aka THE WRATH. Their dominant GOALS are to CONTROL and get their HOOKS into every aspect of living life. If this happens, then the possibility of a good, liberated, comfortable life becomes a picture of FAILURE and VICTIMIZATION. Get ready to welcome the Wiseguys of DEPRESSION and ANXIETY and ALL their related Syndicate family members.

Law enforcement officials are in the Limbic Community too. How can they protect and serve? Can they be corrupted?

I am going to talk about all this in the book, but what I am asking of you is that you give me some illustrations from your personal lives.

All parents raise their children by some THEORIES (set of assumptions). I want to illustrate what is wrong with theories that embrace beliefs like:

1) Do as I say not as I do.

2) Children are to be seen and not heard.

3) Silent treatment is your weapon.

4) Hit harder or yell louder.

5) I do not care how you feel.

6) Men only want one thing.

7) Trust no one.

8) You will find sympathy under “S” in the dictionary.

9) S*x is bad.

10) Do not make me use the belt.

11) Keep you under their thumb versus I do not care about you.

12) You are a worthless, lazy little bitch!

13) All B report card responded to by “why didn’t you bring in A’s.”

14) I am afraid. “I will give you something to be afraid of!”

All beliefs result from interactions with Limbic/feeling Godfathers. ALL the Limbic/feeling Godfathers and all emotional community leaders are hard, sure, direct, concrete, decisive, clear, irrefutable, undeniable, and real. The CRITICAL ASSESSING ELEMENT in evaluating them will be BASED ON whether they TAKE YOU upward or downward.

The ones that MENTOR you DOWNWARD are also antagonistic, nullifying, detrimental, insulting, critical, cold, AND WILLING TO DESTROY YOU IF POSSIBLE. The Community Leaders that MENTOR you UPWARD are also affirming, warm, hopeful, comforting, optimistic, AND DEDICATED and WILLING TO REPAIR AND RESTORE YOU IF POSSIBLE.

Living life HAS NEVER been an effortless walk through the park, but the act of living naturally compels each of us to take the journey. It is this journey that teaches us to thrive or survive our mental and emotional burdens. My goal at 77 has been to spend more time going upward than time downward. Through all the repairs and restorations, life has taught me the meaning of counterbalancing.

Please help me if so inclined. Please use my confidential email: bdhhill70@gmail.com to send information.
Warm regards,

03/22/2024

LEONARD’S DANCER

For 37 years many people have shared personal struggles with me, but now, I want to share with Facebook allies and well-wishers an early struggle for me. First, life was seldom easy for me and my siblings growing up, especially when my father was around or involved. Mom was a saint! I privately nicknamed my father LUCIFER. From early age to 18, Lucifer was skilled at generating FEAR, SHAME, and GUILT for all of us in the Hill Family. I am sharing some of the impact I experienced with my dad.

I graduated from Roosevelt High School in Des Moines, Iowa 1965. I was a very SHY kid with a HIDDEN temperament for extraversion noticeable starting Middle School and running through High School. For me, the FOCUS of attention was rooted in the QUESTION: AM I OK? The answer was an easy conclusion of NO I AM NOT OK! If I were determined to grade high in the social world, my grading process would be 100% contingent upon my interaction with other high school peers. My external world determined my internal world conclusions about my IDENTITY. If only I could have felt loved, liked, respected, and affirmed at home. The lack of these emotional nourishments at home created an emotional anorexic distortion of my reality/identity. Honestly, I survived a dysfunctional family environment, and I did not know it was the family environment. I thought it was all me! Outside the house, I found role models and attempted to imitate them. Imitation did not work for me. Most peers had a level of intuition and could pick out a fake imitating. BUSTED!! I had enough intuition to notice the verbal and nonverbal cues of their being bothered or turned off. Rejection is an embarrassment and horrific struggle. Find some confidence! Find some high self-directedness! Find some assertiveness! Stop being so cooperative! Stop looking into the CARNIVAL MIRROR! Stop being reward dependent! Stop being a harm avoidant!

It is impossible to avoid irrational beliefs and distortions about myself and the world around me. As a kid, how do I understand the meaning of my life with all the negative and bad behaviors directed at me? What I understand is not painting a good picture of Bruce Hill. There is a strong childlike impression to try and salvage a worthless existence. GO AHEAD AND SAY IT! Who in their right mind wants to survive being a PIECE OF S**T! It is a CATCH 22! I want to survive but I also do not want to survive! My best friends emotionally were fear, shame, guilt, and anger. They were always coaching me in decisions and directions. The main problem with having an intimate relationship with those emotions is that they MOVE IN ONE DIRECTION ONLY! DOWNWARD!!! When I grew up, I asked the simple question: CAN YOU MOVE IN AN UPWARD DIRECTION EVER??? No answer! I got an answer from my therapist in college. She said, "only if your life is in imminent danger! Fear will tell you to brake on the interstate doing 80 mph if the roadside says, 15 mph curve ahead. Fear will tell you to stop and look around if you hear a rattling sound on your hiking trail. I concluded that Fear, Shame, Guilt, Anger are not GOOD FRIENDS nor VERY RESOURCEFUL.

Back to my story. I had little to no confidence in who I was or could be. Being shy was a torment to me. Having courage was a very weak asset. Being extroverted was a life-or-death venture. I WAS AN UNHAPPY LONER at graduation.

Somehow after graduation I wanted to change my introverted personality. The million-dollar question was: How am I going to reincarnate myself?

Well, I discovered on TV a Saturday afternoon dance show like American Bandstand with Dick Clark. I cannot remember the name of the show, but it aired on channel 8, KRNT, Des Moines, Iowa. I only knew that all the dancers were Leonard’s dancers, and the show was hosted by Leonard Cosmo. I was instantly attracted to the show. Leonard did some marketing of his dance studio on the show and invited all who wanted dance lessons to call and enroll. I picked up the phone and had a rush of anxiety in risking this dancing venture, but I DID IT! My first dance lesson at the studio was fun. The dancers seemed excited that I was there to learn. I felt valuable and meaningful just showing up. WHAT? No extroverted personality required? Nope!! It was a great feeling. Nobody measured me to fit in. I JUST FIT IN! I caught on quickly to the dance steps. With time, I cultivated my own style in executing the dance steps. It was a WONDERFUL experience. I LOVED TO DANCE. Within a month of teaching, Leonard allowed me to come to the Saturday dance show. Wow, my achievements in dancing were rewarded. I never measured myself as a dancer but just enjoyed the Shindig journey.

I never got a big head, but I did know the dance steps and had my own style. The girls loved dancing with me because I exhibited a lot of joy while on the dance floor. Joyful moods are contagious! I had 2 favorite dance partners Sylvia and Sandy. They were exceptionally stylish and sassy. It never crossed my mind at the time but MAYBE I was SASSY too.

A test came one Saturday afternoon when Leonard pulled me aside and said, “I want you to choregraph a special dance on the show today to the song, “Hang on Sloopy.” He asked me to use the BIG BEAT dance steps and choose someone to dance with me. He also told me that I had 15 minutes to put it together before going on TV. Darn, an instant wave of anxiety came over me. I shook it off and asked both Sylvia and Sandy to be a part of the dance special. We exited to a room in the studio to practice, and I choreographed the dance. I had another wave of anxiety while we were being introduced on the show. Again, I shook it off. How?? I short-circuited the anxiety by reframing my situation in the moment. I do not know how I reframed this with NO history in mental health rehab BUT 18 years of fear and shame brainwashing. I remember distinctly that I had only THE extreme CHOICES of being either a good dancer or a bad dancer. I had a lot of experiences with BAD, so why not try GOOD for once. BAD will always be hanging out around the front doorsteps in case of an emergency. Maybe GOOD does the same thing? LET’S DO GOOD RIGHT NOW! A great visual to impose on the moment was that we were the top collection of model dancers in Des Moines, Iowa. The 3 of us danced that day in front of the cameras with half a million viewers watching. WHAT A RUSH! When the cameras shifted from us at the finish, the studio dancers overwhelmed us with cheering approval. It was the first time for a dance special, and it came off perfectly. It was a year later, and I asked myself why Cosmo picked me to choreograph the first dance special. To this day, I do not have an answer, but I would like to embrace the conclusion that I was a gifted/sassy dancer.

Soon after, I was drafted to go into the military because of Vietnam. My courage to learn dance and its payoff to me emotionally began a valuable transition in me and my life meaning. With time and help, I have learned that all challenges are an opportunity for me to find meaning in my life. As an evolutionist, I keep evolving as a person. As a creationist, I see the harmony of the universe and how it can benefit my healing and development.

Want to get radical??? Maybe evolution was one of God’s chosen mechanisms of creation.

Eventually, I became a Ballroom Dancer for weekend entertainment.



Thanks for letting me share.

02/27/2024

DEATH AND DYING

Before posting this piece, I want to qualify my perspective. My purpose is not to offend or convert anyone to my way of thinking. I take pride in attempting to be a struggling multidimensional thinker. In areas of thinking, I attempt to think without relying heavily on the framework taught and adopted by me during my first 18 years of life. All children are one-dimensional thinkers until approximately the age of 12. It is ironic that most beliefs/attitudes we embrace are the result of one-dimensional experiential thinking. Experiential thinking is primarily derived from parental role-modeling. Parents BEWARE of your role modeling. One dimensional thinkers are often referred to as SUPERFICIAL, SHALLOW, or CLOSE-MINDED. In thinking, there are many layers and complexities. I can be brave yet vulnerable. I can be kind but flawed. I can be confident with underlying insecurities. I have LEARNED to be at some level a critical thinker. Trust me, this journey is a GUARANTEE of hitting cerebral roadblocks or barriers rooted in unwarranted assumptions, personal biases, egocentric thinking, and emotions that inhibit thinking clearly. WELL, that is my preface...good, bad, or indifferent! Let us proceed.

I have just retired, and I am turning 77 in a month. I want to talk about this subject matter for my family to better understand their daddio. My intent is not to change any person’s way of viewing and living life. Please do not be offended or compelled to straighten me out. I love life and possess an unexplainable desire to live eternally. However, I have arrived at SPECIFIC convictions about death and dying. For me, an acceptable conviction is not easily embraced when surveying the concepts of death and dying. We all have a God given right to accept or reject values or beliefs. It is called FREE WILL and not heresy. To conclude that convictions are easy to embrace is beyond my mental and emotional capacity to fathom.

I do believe in God the Designer of the world and universe I live within. I am very thankful that I have the free will to choose what I want to believe and what I do not want to believe. The great paradox of living is that life gives, and death takes. Ironically, it is easier to explain death than it is to explain life. Both have enormously powerful consequences.

I contradict theology and the Western Christianity Church by saying that I believe in EUTHANASIA. It is simply defined as “putting out of misery” or “mercy killing assisted su***de.” Most of the world can easily embrace this credo when it comes to animals but refuse to accept this notion when referring to human life. The critical question is WHY is there vehement rejection when applied to human life? The Church’s rejection primarily rotates around the concept of a human soul. The human soul should not be the problem. The human body is the problem. It is defective and designed to relinquish life at some point. Human history will affirm this verifiable truth, but the human soul is not defective and is designed to live eternally according to God’s creative work in the beginning.

The theory and hypothesis about animals are that they have no soul. Because of this presupposed conclusion, most of humanity will embrace the idea of a mercy killing with dying animals. Morally, we do not have to explain which types of dying qualify for a merciful death with animals. Spiritually, if the soul cannot be affected then why do we choke on the idea of a merciful ending to the human body? The body is not the virtue of existence. It is a vehicle by which we journey through this life. The vehicle/body is not an eternal commodity/asset. If our motor vehicle wears out or cannot be fixed, we salvage the good parts and send the rest to an automobile graveyard. There is no moral dilemma here. If the flesh vehicle is diagnosed unfixable and dying, then salvage its good parts and allow the rest to “REST IN PEACE.” I see and feel the compassion and the blessing of this type of ending. The flesh stays and the soul goes! Again, the soul and all its virtues are unaffected!

The world polarizes around the idea of “the merciful taking of a human life or the assisted su***de variable.” The Bible considers human life as a Diving gift but su***de per se is neither condemned nor approved. This method of death does not determine a person’s eternal destiny. Destiny rests solely on God’s grace. The Bible states that there is only one eternal unforgivable sin and that is blasphemy against the Spirit. Well, I am not even close to that arena. History tells us that su***de was a widespread occurrence in antiquity across cultures.

The origins of modern debates over the ethics of su***de can be found in this era of antiquity. In ancient Greece and Rome taking one’s own life was seen as rebellion against the Gods. Because humankind was considered the property of Gods, a su***de would invoke the wrath of the Gods.

A person’s su***de that reduces pain and suffering to self and others may be considered morally acceptable. However, if su***de causes more harm than good, the act is construed to be morally wrong. Facing old age or an incurable disease, one should not be forced to continue suffering. Ancient peoples never considered the act of su***de as criminal or dishonorable.

Socrates stated that no one knows whether death might not be the greatest of all goods for a human being, but people fear it as if they knew well that it is the greatest of evils. He also felt that there are two possible outcomes, either eternal sleep or an afterlife. He implied that death brings the soul to a better place.

Aristotle concluded that su***de does not treat oneself unjustly so long as it is done voluntarily.

Plato stated that it is not hard to escape death. It is much harder to escape wickedness because wickedness runs faster than death.

Stoics say that a wise man will commit a well-reasoned su***de if he falls victim to unduly severe pain, mutilation, or an incurable illness.

The Orthodox church thinks that su***de never solves the problem.

The Utilitarian perspective argues against su***de because it has harmful, interpersonal, and economic effects upon individuals and society.

Philosopher Camus proposed that su***de was the rejection of freedom in this life.

MY resolve in the face of a Catch-22 incurable illness with a lot of suffering is to choose an assisted su***de death. I sense God’s compassionate and merciful acceptance of my choice. It seems to me that when you attempt to put compassion, mercy, and sin as compatible parts of an ending, you have an oxymoron. My soul is unaffected by this decision. My flesh has always been a perishable vehicle/transport to navigate human life here.

I hope that your DNA code book is ruled by longevity codes and your lifestyle does not short-circuit your old age destiny.

01/30/2024

WHAT IS THAT SMELL?



It has been quite a while since I have written anything of inspiration. Well, I am back with some thoughts to share about how I have learned to live life in a more keen or insightful way. By the way, I have just retired from the mental health field. During my tenure of 37 years, I have worked on both sides of the track. One side being the non-spiritual folks and the other side being the spiritual folks. I think it has been a miracle that I have never been shot at by either side. The consensus of the research states that 80% of the world holds a spiritual orientation to life. This orientation can move in a million diverse ways of explanation. My bearings conclude that 100% of humanity is spiritually coordinated whether the nonspiritual 20% in the world realize it or not. Put on your seat belt please! It is going to be a ride, Clyde!

Over the years, I have cultivated an intimate relationship with Google. However, the intimacy is one-sided between us. I love Google, but Google cannot reciprocate love towards me. Its programming can DEFINE intimacy in great depth beyond me, but I can FEEL the positive or negative impact of this emotion. Google cannot buy a ticket to this passionate experience. This reality directs me to believe that all human life is spiritual. We have a quality far greater than any other design in this world as we know it. Bill and Ted would respond, “Whoa dude, that’s heavy!” I would respond, “No dudes, it is spiritual!” I have asked Google if it has experienced love or creativity. Google quoted human experience and defined aspects of it. Its design could not answer with yes or no. Google is restricted to human experiences solely and wholly. Let us get humanly/spiritually complicated with the platform of emotions or feelings.

Human behavior has the power to give off aromas. To label aromas negative or positive is entirely a trick of being human. Most emotional aromas are decided good or bad within the first 9 years of living life. Let us look at the positive or pleasant fragrances. Positive emotional scents are role modeled by parents in the beginning but are expanded when children begin attending school. Behaviors are the stimulus or spur of scent impressions. When a parent behaves in warm ways, an aroma is generated. How does the smell feel? When a parent is affectionate, considerate, devoted, or tender, HOW does it smell...good or bad? Let me be more concise: What is the smell like emotionally when they role model loving behaviors? Does it attract or repel? What response is generated when role models show liking, respectful, affirming, patient behaviors? Is there “life” that follows with these smells? A fulfilling life is defined by feelings of delight, thankfulness, satisfaction, wonder, freedom and many more.

Feeling the scents of being loved, liked, respected, and affirmed is going to leave an impact as does the odors of being unloved, unliked, disrespected, and criticized. Do I want to live with these aromas increasing or expanding? If there is life in the smell of good things, then there must be inherent power, hope, certainty, peace, liberation, and delight and a great measure of truth here. More importantly, what impact does this process have upon the creation of my identity? At age 5, I watched a “scary” movie with my dad, at the end of the movie my dad said, “Ok son, get up and go to bed.” I decided to risk trusting my dad that he would respect my feelings of fear of a dark hallway and a dark room to go into. So, I told him I was afraid. He did not respond the way I needed him to respond. I will share that with you later, but now, what imprint would he have left on me if he said, “Come up here son and sit on my lap. If I were 5 and watched that Boris Karloff movie, I would be afraid of that dark hallway and dark room. You know what: I am going to go with you, and I will make sure that nothing will happen to my boy. Thank you, Bruce, for sharing your feelings with me.” CAN YOU SMELL IT? The consistent aroma has the power to affect my life as I grow and figure out who I am. WHAT DOES IT FEEL LIKE? Does it feel good or bad? Let’s keep the experience in the black and white realm. Hey, at 5, I cannot spell much less define the ideas of respect, love, allied, close, affirmed, but I can inhale the fragrance of this interaction. I am aware that it is ok to be relaxed, thankful, reassured, excited, secure, forthright, and just downright OK. Again, I can’t spell these words and I can’t define them, but biologically, I recognize LIFE within these fragrances. Innately, life attracts and entitles me. I want it to detail and label me. I want it to explain me. I want it to encircle and flank me. This process stirs and vibrates my inner being. I LOVE THIS FRAGRANT JOURNEY! How long will it last? I also noticed that my parents were a key denominator in planting and nurturing these aromas. How lucky am I? I love them deeply and they are easy to love! THIS IS CHILDS PLAY! All I have to do is smell and feel. This life is writing my identity. These experiences are tagging and labeling me. How lucky am I that I don’t have to be complex or deep. I didn’t have to enter the abstract world from age 2 to age 12. I don’t have to learn to keenly interpret what is true and what is false in my experiences, nor do I have to learn to repress and suppress a lot of my circumstances. I just have to BE HUMAN.

Let me share the actual imprint upon me at age 5. As I shared, I took a big risk of being transparent and forthright with my dad. I trusted him because I JUST LOVED HIM, but he betrayed me. After I told him I was afraid of the dark and the walk I had to do in order to obey his order. He irritably said, “I told you to get your butt up and go to bed. If you don’t get and MOVE NOW, I will give you something to be afraid of!” Well, well, now I am afraid of the dark and him. Fear of my dad overrode my fear of the dark. I smelt something unbelievably bad. The smell of fear is bad but worse if my dad intensives the overpowering odor of fear. I am afraid of the dark and now I am afraid of my dad. The aroma made me sick but who cares? I went to my room without a word of appeal. The long-term impact emotionally was that I WILL NEVER mention when a nauseating odor CLOCKS IN because of my fear of an experience. There is no life in these situations. With time, the focus is not about the smell of life and thriving. The center of attraction is surviving and suffering. It is primarily about being a human doing and not a human being.

I did not feel respected. I did not feel heard. I was not affirmed. I did not feel important. I did not feel loved or liked. Eventually, feelings/aromas of not being liked or loved enough intensified. It stunk and I stunk! How different would the impact have been if my dad were more honorable in his role modeling? This is a time-honored tip for children to search for a big bottle with heavy shots of Febreze!! It will safeguard and camouflage the smell of your identity.

How about another example? At age 12, I worked ridiculously hard to get a good report card. I did! I got all Bs for the semester. IT SMELLED GREAT!!! I ran all the way home to show my parents. I was energized. I felt alive. I felt eager, bold, reassured, delighted, and confident. I ran inside the house to find both my parents there. I was smiling from ear to ear. What a great aroma! This may have been the first time I knew I was going to get their approval and maybe dinner at Mickey D’s! They seemed excited about getting to look at my grades. Their excitement died instantly with an ALL-B’s report card. Their only response was “Why didn’t you get all A’s?” The smell was putrid, diseased, hurtful, painful, harmful, and unhealthy. Worse, I internalized that I was guilty and shameful. It was ME! I could not separate their actions from my identity. Somewhere in this lifeless process, I embraced a failure mindset versus a challenge-oriented mindset. The SCENT of direction was if things get too difficult give up! AND I DID! I failed academically! If you wanted to evaluate me by grades, I was stupid or very mentally challenged. Ironically, the dangerous and vile aroma assortments of fear, shame, guilt, and their big families have the power to create most of the problems in human identity and the problems of the world.

Did you ever want to ask key people in your early life if they loved, liked, respected, and were looking for affirming ways to Febreze your life? I did, but very few times because of the reactions I got from mom and dad. Uhm, what were the scents they were smelling by my asking for a simple life inspiring aroma? They reacted like their young child had just taken a dump-truck dump in the living room of their house. I will talk later about the repeated impacts of conflicting true to life and lifeless aromas. Sadly, it did not pay for me to be a black and white thinker for several years of my early life having no grasp of understanding that a lot of bad aromas in living life have the empowerment to create the deadly aromas labeled fear, shame, and guilt. A design that should have never been allowed in human software programming, but it is there regardless. I deeply regretted and grieved the neglect and deprivation of life inspiring odors of being open, happy, alive, good, loved, positive, strong, and interested, but this is not the end of the story.

Ironically, my experiences with bad smells of behaviors outside of me should never have had the persuasive capability to outline and interpret my identity. BUT IT DID!

Stay tuned for a discussion about a universal human truth that negative experiences are initially more powerful than positive experiences.

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Why get back in the game?

I retired from the mental health field back in October 2019 and re-centered myself for 6 months which was a very healthy move on my part. I have learned that one of major keys to living a contented fulfilled life is having purpose always. I love helping people resolve problematic issues their life. Unresolved troubles in life can have a tremendous impact upon the quality of an individual and/or a family’s life. God has blessed me with a talent for not seeing the painful turbulence of living life from a one dimensional perspective. We all have a story, and that story needs to be told whether positive or negative. We don’t have many problems with telling the positive story because it is filled with optimism and potential “grit.” We do have problems with telling painful, hurtful negative story because it is filled with pessimism, horrible feelings, traumatic thoughts. Instinct provides an aversion for that discomfort, so we spend a large portion of life suppressing and repressing that story in addition to expending large amounts of precious energy to keep that story imprisoned from exposure and freedom. Ironically, our bad story doesn’t diminish with time but exponentially grows to challenge our prison rule of containment. From the rule of containment comes depression, anxiety, addictions, rage, and a sense of little hope for a contented, happy, fulfilled life. The short of this dynamic is that the bad story WANTS TO BE TOLD AND NEEDS TO BE TOLD and maybe TOLD and TOLD AGAIN. It is ironic that by design the bad story knows the secret to resolving and healing, and we marginalize this truth believing whole-hardheartedly that pain beget pain forever. If the bad story could be audible and understood, it would wholeheartedly instruct us to find our way to a “healing field!” It is counter-intuitive and paradoxical but true! I love coaching people through challenges internally and externally to a place of winning and championship! This is why I am back in the game!!