I finished season 1 of “The Truth as I See it” podcast a few weeks ago with an epic road trip home. The stories were all lighthearted life lessons. Good, as stories go, but not quite where I’m at today. I had fun telling these stories, but they seem so distant at times. Here’s a look back at Season 1 –
For season 2, I’m going with stories that are far more part of me today. They contain truths that I learned along the way. They are the scars by which I remember my decisions. They are darker than the first season. Here’s a peek at the podcast’s 2nd season –
1. The Royal – Story about how I blew my finger off with a paint sprayer
2. Kidnapped missionary survival training – Niko, the centipede and me
3. The Witch Doctor – Sometimes medical help requires a hands-on approach
4. Mexicali – A group of kids goes to Mexico with a gay youth pastor
5. “I always wondered what it would be like to date a fat guy”
6. The high cost of bachelor parties
7. The last bad trip – A 45-minute ambulance ride from Detroit Lake
8. How death is done – Explaining death to your 2-year-old
There are many ways to go home. Many roads to drive. But at the end of every journey, the road home is always the same.
For Father’s Day, I wanted to tell something about how dads, in this case, my father-in-law, can push you to do something that may not make sense at the time, but when you think back to it later in life, you find you’re very thankful they did.
Ernest Hemingway’s acceptance speech for the 1954 Nobel Peace Prize. – “Veteran out of the wars before he was twenty: Famous at twenty-five: thirty a master— Whittled a style for his time from a walnut stick In a carpenter’s loft in a street of that April city.”
A podcast about panic attacks, flying small planes in Alaska and talking about things that we really don’t like to talk about.
Someone once said the only thing we have to fear is fear itself. Obviously he never saw a cane spider or swam with sharks. Today’s podcast tackles the subject of fear and the ways in which we confront those fears when we’re coming of age.
I once witnessed a team of American psychiatrists trying to undo the effects of war in a refugee camp on the outskirts of a war zone. For ethnic Albanian children fleeing Kosovo, art served as therapy, as people tried to break the endless cycle of oppression and revenge.
I once witnessed a team of American psychiatrists trying to undo the effects of war in a refugee camp on the outskirts of a war zone. For ethnic Albanian children fleeing Kosovo, art served as therapy, as people tried to break the endless cycle of oppression and revenge.
A story about the things we do to please others, even if it costs us the ability to ever enjoy another massage.
"THE WORLD BREAKS EVERYONE, AND AFTERWARD, SOME ARE STRONG AT THE BROKEN PLACES." – HEMINGWAY