Thailand, (pronounced /ˈtaɪlænd/ TYE-land or /ˈtaɪlənd/^[5]; Thai: ราชอาณาจักรไทย Ratcha Anachak Thai.

Any way you say it Thailand is a wonderful place. I found the indigenous people to be very gracious and humble. I loved the food and the beaches were awe inspiring. Koh Phangan, Koh Samui, Patong Beach I highly recommend. My next trip to Thailand will focus on Chang Mai, Koh Phi Phi and Koh Tao. More later...

Costa Rica

Introducing the beautiful, majestic, humble, incredible, and peaceful Costa Rica. My first trip to Costa Rica was a memorable one. I never know what to expect when shoving off to a new country, I have heard some experiences of others, but I like to try to go into the trek with a clear mind and non-judgement. I did exactly that and was welcomed by very warm and friendly people, rolling hills, encompassing mountains, and stretching beaches.

Water is the element of 2010

2010 is upon us, and starts anew with endless possibilities. I start my sailing certification next month which is a precursor to what I have envisioned for later months in the year. To include Catamaran sailing in the British Virgin Islands, Hong Kong, Guangzhou and New Zealand (to visit Carmen and Bruce) They are going on an around the world trip and you should follow them on their blog. I have Mt. Fuji and Machu Picchu in my sights along with what ever else opens up as a result of being accepting of all new experiences. I'm not one to make New Year resolutions, I'd rather make daily resolutions, a resolution not to judge anything thing in this current moment, but to be like the element of water, adapting the surroundings as they inevitably change.

Copenhagen/Gothenburg/Stockholm

I boarded the plane for Copenhagen having never been and not knowing a soul in the region. During my visit I met kindred spirits and made friends that I'm sure I will know for a lifetime. I thank God for the bravery it takes to step outside of one's comfort zone and explore. I thank Gordon Parks and Melvin Van Peebles for inspiration as an artist and for never allowing themselves to be categorized. This trip I dedicate to them. What an experience it was. There was the canal with jazz musician lining the board walk fronting restaurants serving Carlsberg and local foods. Street performers, families, yachts being manicured and painted and loved. The opera house and its grand architecture. The people on bicycles, the water, the daylight at 11:00pm. There was the song I played for my friend on a busy sidewalk in downtown Copenhagen, and the few kroners (local currency) I made and gave to a homeless woman who I am convinced is a reincarnate of Mother Teresa. The train ride to Gothenburg which was not by design but turned out being the highlight of my trip. A Michael Jackson tribute in a public park with people celebrating his life and legacy with music and dancing. Those of you who know me, know how huge this was for me. I am so grateful for my friends in Gothenburg for opening their home to me. The human spirit is an underestimated and powerful thing, it can heal and make whole. I look forward to more journeys and all those I'll meet along my path. I am truly a warrior of the light, and I meet fellow warriors along the way who all have a story to share and sometimes, bread and tea. Until the next adventure.

Self Realization

so the story goes and I've been told by the griots that as a newborn, I stirred my finger in my own after birth and smeared the doctors spectacles and began telling his future while sending up prayers for the forlorn and downtrodden. That my soul was old and before its time and place...my hands up as if against a minority report window suspended by string theories that only graze the surface of what would be my existence in this form, in this lifetime, my lifeline bends like light energy piercing the darkness of catacombs where lay entombed the bodies of my ancestors, but their spirits fresh on my breath as I spoke with their tongues in languages unknown to man.

The Terminal

The airport terminal is one of the most perfect and prolific environments for the study or observation of human behavior. Its closeness and precisely appointed space provides the casual observer with an overwhelming amount of witnessed experiences in a very short amount of time. Whether it be the soldier going away to Iraq for his second tour embracing his wife whose eyes are slowly flooding then internal levee breaking unleashing an outpouring of emotion while trying to capture every part of him in this moment, so that when he's away she can turn to these memories for comfort.

 As one peers into this environment and is still in mind and body he or she can feel the movement surround them, as if treading lightly in deep water. The energy of the volumes of travelers is undoubtedly apparent. In some instances I have been a passenger or piloting an aircraft that descends into a destination that has poignantly welcoming bright energy and others that exude a cold somber essence. It must be then the sum of all those traveling, have traveled to and have occupied these spaces that create the mood.

 Be the light you wish to see, so that when someone down the line descends upon your space they will feel welcome and reflect all that is good in you.

This is my office. The roomy cockpit of the Embraer 190 Series aircraft. This particular model is known as the ERJ 170. Its seats 75, flies at nearly nine tenths of the speed of sound at an altitude of 41,000 feet. Its quiet and very much automated.