Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…

Author Archives: angelo

Musician + Singer/Songwriter in Charlotte, NC

What’s The Difference?

Each new day is another second chance to make a difference. Opportunities I can take or leave, ignore or embrace. It comes down to awareness and my choice to be grateful for who I am, what I have and where my hopes lie. This gets even harder when I allow misguided emotions or adverse circumstances…

Direction

When lost, it often makes sense to ask for directions. Might be a road trip to a new destination, or a decision with potential life-long implications. Then we either trust or reject the information and take action… maybe. Direction is dependent on decisiveness, or the lack thereof. Do we ride the wind, or adjust our…

Fell In Love With The Country

While out walking the other day, my thoughts got to grinding on the irony of moving to TN to be in proximity to Nashville, yet spending so little time inside its city limits. I’m not a full-time musician or writer, so while I love the vibe and hanging out, it’s not practical to drive into…

Press On, Pull Through

It’s like being caught in a deep current or hiking an elevation where the trail is suddenly lost in a driving rain. It’s not a dream or a fantasy, no waking up or turning off the player, the only option is to keep going. Instincts and experience, prayer and willingness, drive and desire to keep…

Windswept

Ever think about what it’s like to live with very little protection from the wind? To sit inside one’s house and hear this invisible force wail is one thing, but to face an imminent sunset while searching out shelter from a harrowing wind is quite another. Truth is, with the exception of a handful of…

The More I Wonder

I’ve been doing a good bit of writing the last few weeks, enabling a fair amount learning, about myself and others. These experiences coupled with the beautiful spring afternoons of late, the quiet times on the deck sipping tea, have led to bit of reflecting on the road behind me. These musings include some of…

High Edges On A Muddy Path

A couple of days ago the we had weather that didn’t require a coat and gloves. I took the opportunity to head over to Bowie Park for some exercise, apparently, so did everyone else in the vicinity. I parked in a new spot at the back side of the water, tied my laces and headed…

Who Knew?

I usually don’t do the “year in review” thing, but 2013 was chock full of changes one might categorize as “major”. And, while I try to keep blog posts short, be forewarned, this one is anything but brief. Rewind… as we came out of the holidays in January of 2013, we started prepping our house,…