There is nothing wrong with knowing when to toss in the towel. At some point or another you have to remember the saying, “you get what you tolerate”, and in tolerating someone has denied you genuine happiness – what are you doing there? We are often given the message that if you work hard you will be compensated for all of your effort. Not true at all, you are actually just given more work because of your mastery. But I like to see good people win, so let me walk this over to an angle that fits in my lens.

I struggle with my pride and humility when it comes to bowing out. Having had to step up to the challenge many times, the obligation has given me the experience to make a decision clearly and without regrets. And that is the issue, when I have had to painstakingly go…

Maybe there is no home, perhaps along the way you didn’t lose your way back there – it just wasn’t part of your experience. In a world where we are accustomed to partaking in a shared story of having a place of comfort and a place of origin, most of us do not share a place of destination. And then there are those of us that do not have a place to rest our heads, as weary as we may seem there is no place that can give us comfort. Past the border to exhaustion is a euphoric sense of comfort knowing that are no longer experiences, just encounters. As temporary as they may seem, each encounter leaves a jewel – twinkling in our memory are a sign or as a warning when a similar encounter approaches.

Have you had a traveler along your path? A dark stranger holding a…