Monthly Archives: December 2018

As the holiday weekend begins, let me share a poem I love: Barter by Sara Teasdale Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings And children’s … Continue reading →

A gathering of encouraging insights and ideas to move and motivate us today: “Everything begins with belief.”   Norman Cousins “Seize the day. Put no trust in the morrow.”   Horace “Enthusiasm is the leaping lightning, not to be measured by horse-power … Continue reading →

“As I concentrate on each word of this thought, ‘now’ slips by me into the past. My past, then, is nothing more than a history of how well I dealt with each irretrievable ‘now.’ So if yesterday is history, tomorrow … Continue reading →

Wishing you and yours all the blessings of the season! Little Tree Little silent Christmas tree You are so little You are more like a flower Who found you in the green forest And were you very sorry to come … Continue reading →

It is a law of the universe: Assistance must always be given to those who request it.” Oprah Winfrey Frank Somma is a highly successful salesman, motivational speaker, and friend of my good friend and mentor, Rob Gilbert. Frank shares … Continue reading →

“Be bigger than your fears.” Dorothy Today — December 20 — is my mom Dorothy’s birthday; she passed away of pancreatic cancer in 2004. Since then, my beautiful sister Stephanie and I came up with the idea of getting together … Continue reading →

As part of his Holiday Bookstore Bonus Program, James Patterson, in partnership with the American Booksellers Association, is giving a holiday gift to more than 300 bookseller sacross the country, each of whom will receive $750, the Associated Press reported. … Continue reading →

Sinclair Lewis was slated to deliver an hour-long lecture to a groupof college students who planned to be writers. As he stood before them, his papers and briefcase in front of him, he asked a question: “How many of you … Continue reading →

“If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in (every) sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot growl and without trees, we cannot make … Continue reading →

Song Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird’s throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here he shall see No enemy But wind and rough weather. Who doth … Continue reading →