Hell's Angels

Wake up feeling good. My Sofia is with me for the next 10 days over Spring Break. Feeling lots of love and of all the good I can do in the world with this great power I feel.

Start thinking that maybe some angels come from Hell. They survive hellish tortures in their human lives, rising from it even more loving, and more determined to spread all the good they can in the world. Hell wasn't hellish enough to kill their strong spirit.*

They are reborn as impassioned warriors to fearlessly fight hate with love, sadness with joy, and doubt with belief. Even though they will be often doubted and their intentions questioned, they will continue to do it anyway.

They are stronger and "badder" than the demons that seem to infect so many and cause them to make other's lives worse. Anyone in these angel's lives will be filled with an abundance of love, happiness, confidence and possibility.........Heaven exists inside of them and around them.

"When we are young
And covered in love,

We completely believe
We are gifts from above."

- from my poem, "The Artist in You"

Angels walk among us, around us, and in us. They take the shape of a good parent, a good friend, a good lover..............and the good love of a child.

The bell dings. Sofia is letting me know she has a boo-boo. "Dal mio cuore, ai miei labbri, a ti", (From my heart, to my lips to you" - as I touch my heart, kiss my fingers and then place it on her "owee"). Her boo-boo is healed. The angels inside us give us magical healing powers.

"Daddy I want to do my 'talk dwallings' (chalk drawings)."
"Go ahead Honey, do your chalk drawings."
"But I can't open the door."
"Yes you can, just solve your own problem."
"But I don't know how."
"Well, what do you know how to do?"
"Lift the stick."
"Then lift the stick.....Good Job! Now what 's next?"
"Swide the door."
"Yes, so slide the door."

"Oh! I did it! I did it!"
"Yes you did. See how smart you are?"
"Daddy I'm five now."
"And you're a smart five!"
"Yeah, I know Daddy" - (The confidence of her angel is speaking to mine, and I feel happy.)

"Shakespeare"
"Yes....yesssss I know Daddy." - (If Shakespeare could use 24,000 different words correctly in his body of work, my children and students can learn to use a few correctly in their speech ("yes" v. "yeah").

"Gwazie Papa."
"Prego Sofia. And Grazie a ti. Ti amo."

Hell's Angels aren't all bad.....we can play hopscotch, too.

*To read a great song/poem by "The Waterboys" called "Spirit", click here. It was sent to me by my best friend, Brian Donovan, who makes the world an incredible place for children with his "Mighty Me Training Camp", acting classes for inner city youth, and doing cartoon and anime voices such as "Jetix" on Toon Disney.)

One is All it Takes - Take Two

Due to the kind and insightful comment from a reader I have changed part of the original post. See the part highlighted in green below..

I only have one son, and this one son has turned out to be as wonderful as having ten. I can't explain it, and believe it or not, I can't put into words how much I knew I would love him as I watched him grow inside his mother's belly. It's as if we've been together many lifetimes before this one; the sense of peace and camaraderie is so soothing to my soul.

This morning while at his sister's cheer banquet we raced to see who could find the most words on the word search. One is all it takes to find happiness, find fun, find new memories to make, one moment at a time.

*Last night I took a break from writing my paper for grad school by laying down with him for a quick second. He was lying in my bed and wanted me to watch a movie with him. I asked him what I should do about the promise I made to my professor to have my already-late paper done the night before (baseball games Friday night and Saturday morning, who-knows-what that afternoon but we did it together).

He said "OK". I asked him if he knew he was more important to me than getting my masters (which is VERY important to me). He said he did know. I said "really? Do you really know that?" He took my face in his hands and said "Yes, Dad, I really know that." He wrapped his arms around my neck, told me he loved me, then said "Now get back to work" as he patted me on the back.

It took me until 3am to finish but at least I know my son knows how important he is to me, and is not spoiled by it or takes it for granted (which is what women seem to do. The more you cover them in love the more spoiled they become.....another story but an answer to why I'm still single). ***Thanks to the comment of a reader I have already changed this declaration to a much more positive and empowering: "which is what SOME women seem to do". Who knows? Perhaps this is what I needed to learn to trust again? (CLICK HERE to go to the original post and read the "comments" to see why I've changed my thinking on this).

"When we are young and covered in love, we completely believe we are gifts from above." - Me (from "The Artist in You". CLICK HERE to read it.

One is All it Takes

I only have one son, and this one son has turned out to be as wonderful as having ten. I can't explain it, and believe it or not, I can't put into words how much I knew I would love him as I watched him grow inside his mother's belly. It's as if we've been together many lifetimes before this one; the sense of peace and camaraderie is so soothing to my soul.


This morning while at his sister's cheer banquet we raced to see who could find the most words on the word search. One is all it takes to find happiness, find fun, find new memories to make, one moment at a time.

*Last night I took a break from writing my paper for grad school by laying down with him for a quick second. He was lying in my bed and wanted me to watch a movie with him. I asked him what I should do about the promise I made to my professor to have my already-late paper done the night before (baseball games Friday night and Saturday morning, who-knows-what that afternoon but we did it together).

He said "OK". I asked him if he knew he was more important to me than getting my masters (which is VERY important to me). He said he did know. I said "really? Do you really know that?" He took my face in his hands and said "Yes, Dad, I really know that." He wrapped his arms around my neck, told me he loved me, then said "Now get back to work" as he patted me on the back.

It took me until 3am to finish but at least I know my son knows how important he is to me, and is not spoiled by it or takes it for granted (which is what women seem to do. The more you cover them in love the more spoiled they become.....another story but an answer to why I'm still single).

"When we are young and covered in love, we completely believe we are gifts from above." - Me (from "The Artist in You". Click here to read it.

The Artist in You

"The artist in you
and the artist in me

The artist in all of us
only a few still see

When we are young
and covered in love

We completely believe
we are gifts from above

Children believe, make and create
return to your inner child,

Bring back the dreams,
the hopes and happiness.....

Once again FEEL
and BE GREAT!"

~ Adam Stuart


This is my young friend Sofia who drew these pictures for me and inspired this poem.