The Mental Health Taboo

The Tao Of Mental Health is all about the state of mind.

Everyone can relate to health, this is exactly what mental health is.

There is a way to be with your health that will help you prevent needless harm.

Many people are able to be treated by health professionals for their health issues and live life to the fullest.

To embrace mental health is to talk about the good, bad and ugly.

Let’s all celebrate our mental health.

Someone Sharing Mental Health

I love to journal,write and walk,think, meditate and become peaceful

I want to teach and become a student in my life.

What can I do about it: journal, read, write, blog, write a book and study to do it.

Most of the time I am curious about meditation.

Most of the time I practice being calm and experience peacefulness.

I love to learn and practice how to do all of it.

I believe that is what my book will be all about.

This is my journey what will be yours?

[Pythagoras, Student], Death Of A King

When Polycrates died, so did Samos, the little Island was taken by the Persians.  Yet, the king ruled well and the people prospered.  He built a temple, huge honoring to Hera.  And on another Island, Rhenea, he transmitted the Devine energy to Delos via a great chain between the islands.  In this dialogue, the exiled philosopher speaks to his student about the death of the king.

Student:  Master, master, did you hear the good news?

Pythagoras:  No child, but tell me.

S:  The king is dead.

P:  May I return to Samos?  Has the aristcratic’s rival family really lost its way?

S:  More than ‘lost its way’, Polycrates has been brutally murdered and his remains are nailed to a stake, rotting in the sun and rain of Anatolia.

P:  Yes, and whoever rules Samos, most likely the Persians, will still keep me from my home.  Thank you, for the news, my boy.

Heinz 57

Happy B-day, I’ve got 56 years behind me.

I’ve never really mastered much, but I do love living.

Sometimes, it is something good to eat like a glass of wine with a good sandwich.

Yet, a conversation with a good friend can be fun.

Even though we agree most subjects are over our heads.


They say, ‘you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.’

But I am still trying very hard at doing my best.

I want to learn new skills, maybe pick up the pace on stuff like exercise and other good habits.

But, just saying, there ain’t any easy way out.

My dad use to say, “There’s no free lunch.”

These cliches start to make more sense when I listen and learn.


Is there a better way?

Read, write , and arithmetic…

Now adays there are a lot of things to do.

I’m going to have a simple meal and watch a good movie.

I’ll get around to some chores and talk with my sister on the phone.

If I’m smart, I’ll even get to bed on time.

I’d like to take care.

Then, probably, I’ll have a good day tomorrow.

Philosophy is personal, and there is usually more to it.

I’m glad I have a chance to put some into practice.

Why Poets Feel Intensely Alive 

I am alone.

I need solitude: to feel, to think, to be me.

I am seriously intense and potent.

It is all part of it.

Today is the first day before tomorrow,

And the last day before the past.

There is bliss, I have felt it.

There is also pain (who hasn’t felt that)

To be whole and alive I need to read and write.

It beats the hell out of sleeping (I need that too.)

I can love or feel it for longer than most people do it.

I feel too much.  I think too much.  I need to be alone too much for your average care bear.





What Is Being Mistaken?

I am sure good at being wrong.

I lie to myself:  cheat, steel and beg and borrow.

I judge myself in the wrong way.

I miss my own mistakes by being too close to myself.


Here are the facts:  age, height, weight, education, how I grew up, etc.

Here is the law:  my beliefs in how everything is being.

I make a lot of assumptions based on the stuff I call facts and beliefs.

Sometimes they reach up and bite me.  And/or someone who is engaged with me.


I’ve always wanted a car.

But I don’t want to make the money to buy it.

My mistake will be, I will end up with the money down the road:  I am going to use it for something better.

I still don’t have the money.


Most of my mistakes work out for the best.

I learn things about myself.

And I learn not to make the same mistakes.

I tend to grow out of my mistakes.


What have I learnt about being mistaken?

I need to make mistakes to grow.

I don’t like making mistakes at the time.

Sometimes mistakes do more harm than good.

An Optimist Speaks To A Pessimist

We want to be one, big guy.

We just have to take our time getting there.


What do you mean?

Are we going to work on it or keep putting it off?


We are working on it:  inter-racial relations, racial equality, women’s rights, poverty programs, drug programs, free education programs, student-teacher meetings, globalization, green economy, the list is becoming more comprehensive and the goals are becoming more realistic.

We will have our set backs, but we keep improving over time.


Is it working then?

Are we becoming unified through experience, strength and hope?  Or is it all a scam and waste of time?


There are always lessons to learn from our mistakes and no matter how better we are in the world, we will continue to have mistakes or problems and it may look better/worse depending upon the moment.

The answer is yes, we are better.

We still have scams and sometimes it does feel like a waste of time.


The Beatles were right, ‘things are getting better all the time.’

We are all only human after all.


The Nigger Of The Narcissus by JC

He is a working man.

This ship of life is the Narcissus.

The truth shines through the forecastle lamps.

The work of art is this man and the men and ship and sea!


Crane as I might, I can only hear the music, see the sights.

Loud and bright, my sense of right and wrong delight.

Morals captivate the dark of night.

Heart and souls prat with fight.


Truth and beauty make easy bedfellows.

Morals put a judgement on the table.

Men like women never make a bellows.

The life is the source as it is able.


Tell me a story.

Leave me a fable.


Capture truth and beauty with care.

Shatter myth  with pomp and flare.

Can we be transparent and spare with word?

Are there answers with description and word?

Why bother, the facts speak for themselves.

You are pompous and wane with wistful sails.

Flutter and fault the artful tale.

Spill and spot the main stay .

It is real.

A course that begs for the route and real.

Place a human being at the heart of the problem.

There are more people that qualify than those that fail.

Success is part of this artful dismissal.

Drag up the optimism.