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Personality Bias: A Colorless Mirage

If you cannot see me beyond where I live, what I drive or how much money I have, then I am nothing more than a mirage to you; a colorless mirage void of material goods. If I don't have a title suggesting that I am someone of importance, I am discounted and looked over. If I am not in a position of power and authority then I am considered a nobody. If my name is unfamiliar then surely I have nothing significant to say so I am labeled as unworthy to listen to and ignored. Lets take a look at what I mean by personality bias and what it means to me. Personality Bias: 1. The act of ignoring or denying someone an audience due to lack of notoriety. The thought behind the notion that one has to be in the public eye to be considered important or to have something important to say is asinine. The thought behind the notion that if you're an athlete, entertainer, pastor, politician, scholar, or someone of that caliber, that they are the only ones who have anything significant to say

I AM: A Page From the Poet's Diary

I AM a visionary; a warrior with an author's pen. A mentor, teacher and educator. A student with a scholar's disposition. The voice of logic, reasoning, organizing and directing. I AM passionate and compassionate; tolerant and intolerant; strong, sensitive and caring. I am protective, insightful, wise, loving and loyal. I AM vulnerable, but only to my own flaws. I am tactful, classy, and no nonsense. I am learned yet ignorant; saturated to my core with the fruit of humanity; silent and watchful, and verbose with cutting edge expressions. I AM fat with information; my veins swollen with the blood of the righteous who came before me, so...I am them, too. I AM mean with hatred toward injustice; unafraid and prepared to go the distance. I am the key that unlocks the chains of your captive condition; not for everyone, but for someone. I AM the sword that beheads traitors; the authority who gave the order. I am a million years old, having found residence inside a young shel

Compassion Fatigue: Going the Distance Without Giving Up Or Giving Out

If you've ever been in the position of being someone's primary care giver, you will definitely relate to what is to follow. If you are working in the medical field in any capacity, i.e. nurse, doctor, certified nursing assistant, physical therapist, clinical counselor, psychologist, psychiatrist, social worker, parent, and even as a mentor or life coach, you too will also relate to the content of this blog. the title 'Compassion Fatigue' is a professional term who's primary use is in the arena of vocations where working in close proximity to a patient/client is required, such as the aforementioned in the first paragraph. The definition of Compassion Fatigue, according to University of Tulane Professor Dr. Charles Figley is two-fold:  1. The emotional residue or strain of exposure to working with those suffering from the consequences of traumatic events. It differs from burn-out, but can co-exist. 2. The mental and physical exhaustion and emotional withdrawal e

From the Womb of Love to the Tomb of Abandonment

The following is an excerpt from my book entitled -- My Mother's Guilt, My Father's Sin: The Death of Innocence We are surrounded by so many social misfits that it is a wonder any of us haven't slid off the grid for the purpose of self preservation to keep from cracking up. We have men positioned in high places who's actions are of ill repute. Some are priests, pastors, and politicians who are nothing more than rapists and pedophiles, preying upon our young girls and boys. We have some women, the bearers of life, killing and/or abandoning their own children when there are countless women (that can't have children) who would give their right arm if it meant they would have the opportunity to give birth to and love a child. We have boys claiming to be men making babies and walking away from their responsibility, who have the audacity to cop an attitude when they are called on the carpet about their boyish immaturity. Why is this? Could it be that we as a people wa

Hunger Pains and Poison Cookies: The Dangers of Substitutes and Alternatives

I thought about this title, its concept and what it would actually entail if I decided to turn it into a book. I thought about it for many years, since 2011. After many sessions of self-reflection in the area of decision making and observing the decisions of others and the consequences of those decisions, I finally said to myself -- the time is now. The necessity of such a book is vitally important in a time where it is the norm to want what we want and go after what we want by any means necessary. The problem with that is the desire to have what we want often overrides the importance of what we need. We hunger for the want at a rate much higher than that of the need, which usually results in filling the void of hunger with something or someone that ends up making us sick, or worse, and that is the poison cookie. How many of you can remember when you were children playing with a set of blocks that came in an array of shapes, sizes, and colors? Some of the blocks had letters and oth
Greetings to everyone. I am a new blogger and I look forward to sharing my perspective on a variety of subjects. I also invite feedback as to create dialogue around the topics I write about. My goal is to plant literary seeds into the soil of your psyche for if nothing else, to provoke thought outside of what is considered the societal norm. https://www.facebook.com/CDSamuels/ https://twitter.com/SamPearl66 https://www.instagram.com/cderrice/