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Well my Dear Boys and Girls, after fifteen months of walking the country, I have finally made it home. Here we are at the end of one road and the beginning of another, such is Life. A man once asked me, "Why are you walking across the country?" At the time i didn't know why, maybe it was just to stretch my legs or lose a few pounds. Well, I still can't tell him the Why of it, but I can most certainly tell him what I have learned from doing it. It goes something like this.
Starting off in May of… Continue

Well my dear boys and girls here we are again. Friday of last week I crossed over the border into Virginia, (2,756 miles later) the last state of my peace walk. Here is a litle story to warm the cockles of your heart.
I left my transport vehicle in Nashville,TN and decided to pick it up in four weeks. I wanted to experiment with letting go of all my attachments to things and just see what happened. An experiment in Trust if you will. You see I believe that we are abundant beings and the Universe… Continue

Love The Ones Your With

Well my dear readers, here we are again. It's now June and I have been away from my little home in L.A for 12 months now, but I am on the home stretch. I am currently 80 miles from Nashville with 2,346 miles under my feet and 700 to go. I will arrive happily i… Continue

Well my dear girls and boys, here we are again. I am now in Little Rock, Arkansas, (bless my little Irish feet) the weather has been nippy but nice. It's been a busy month. I've talked about a lot of topics during the last eight months of my peace walk across America, but there is one topic I have avoided until now. The topic is Self-Love. Now what does that actually mean to love yourself. Should I hug myself, kiss myself all over, or even make love to myself (clean thoughts only please). Before… Continue

WHAT TIME IS IT?

Well boys and girls, lads and lassies, may I be the second to wish you a happy healthy and wholesome New Year. Where does the time go? I just don't know. Now to what I do know, which is very little indeed. I know that it is a Monday afternoon and I'm parked in the forest, its cold outside, and it has been raining all day. I know I am in Oklahoma and approximately 110 miles from the Arkansas border. I also know that I haven't showered for a few days and it's a good thing no one… Continue