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Happy New Year!


Happy New Year! 

I'd like to share with you my Director/Actor/Editor Reel


These are films written, produced and directed by me. I'm also an actor and there is so much more to come! I'm currently working on my next film. So, please stay tuned.

It's a new year. Happy 2016! This is another new opportunity and another new beginning for me and for you, so make it matter and make it count! Because your dreams are never too big if you're willing to endure the struggle they come with. Your dreams are also never too small if they make your heart sing and your mind break fee from the shackles of fear. I'm scared to death of failure, but that doesn't stop me from failing and it sure as hell won't stop me from succeeding. I'll fail and fail and fail if that means I'm getting closer to triumph. All it takes is time... and a lot of courage. Thick skin helps too, and prayer/meditation. And love and support, of course.

So, dream, dream and dream some more because that's what our life is made of - dreams. And nightmares. Angels and assholes. Hearts and souls. Courage and the lack of...

So be courageous and dream like you're going to live forever! Be an angel not an asshole. And if you get a minute, check out Elizabeth Gilbert's latest book, Big Magic, Creative Living Beyond Fear. I'm currently reading it and it's awesome. FEAR IS BORING and so are we when we're afraid. And though we have to learn to live with our boring little friend fear because she's incapable of truly being eradicated from our system, that doesn't mean we have to be afraid. So, here's to confidence despite our fear and balance despite our chaos!

And here's to a little excerpt from E. Gilbert's book that I really dug...

"Dearest Fear: Creativity and I are about to go on a road trip together. I understand you'll be joining us, because you always do. I acknowledge that you believe you have an important job to do in my life, and that you take your job seriously. Apparently your job is to induce complete panic whenever I'm about to anything interesting--and, may I say, you are superb at your job. So by all means, keep doing your job, if you feel you must. But I will also be doing my job on this road trip which is to work hard and stay focused. And Creativity will be doing its job, which is to remain stimulating and inspiring. There's plenty of room in this vehicle for all of us, so make yourself at home, but understand this: Creativity and I are the only ones who will be making any decisions along the way. I recognize and respect that you are a part of this family, and so I will never exclude you from our activities, but still--your suggestions will never be followed. You're allowed to have a seat, and you're allowed to have a voice, but you are not allowed to have a vote. You're not allowed to touch the road maps; you're not allowed to suggest detours; you're not allowed to fiddle with the temperature. Dude, you're not even allowed to touch the radio. But above all else, my dear friend old familiar friend, you are absolutely forbidden to drive."

Don't be afraid of your fears, accept them and put that shit in check! Because, life is short. Don't be scared to live it. Have a great new 360 days of joy, fear, victory, fear and more joy! 

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