A reminder that as men, we have the power to build each other up, or tear each other apart.
Life can change in a flash. So while you still have it, make sure you take the time to really appreciate what you have. We often don’t think about the things we have until they’re gone. Health. Money. Loved ones. Family. Work. If you’re young, you might think your parents are going to be around […]
You’ve heard about “affirmations” since the dawn of the Stuart Smalley. They’re those “I statements” that go something like this: I am grateful. I am lovable. I am open. Proponents of affirmations say—without reservation—that they work, releasing you from years of pent-up fear, pain, and shame. But is there any real science to back this up? The […]
I am grateful for the surgeons who aren’t assholes. I am grateful for Taxol and Carboplatin and painkillers and radiation and CA-125 markers and carrot juice. For clean windows and Tylenol and singing penguins. For poppies and Subway and walks around the neighborhood. For candles finally lit, for losing our expectations. For flat rate boxes […]
This is one of my favorite poems on love. I wanted to share it with you as this is my wish for you today as lovers and seekers of love celebrate Valentine’s Day.
I trained to be an opera singer in college, even auditioning for the Metropolitan Opera in New York. While I haven’t sung much lately, earlier this year I cut a country track, “Soulmate” as a Valentine’s Day gift to a friend. Songs are like relationships: they’re never perfect or finished, people come into our lives and invariably, they also leave us. What I know for sure is that I’ll never find another soul mate. That space in my heart will always belong to my friend. To quote a popular song, “Yes I will learn to love again, though my heart is breaking I will love again / stronger than before.”
I’m proud of how this beautiful recording turned out. You may be reading this right now and already have a soul mate. Or you may have lost yours to death. Maybe you’re holding out hope for a soul mate. So I dedicate this song a “Soulfull Christmas” this song’s for you, wherever you are. Peace. Love. Lunges, Sam
Last weekend I took part in a photography project by Wayne Belger, an acclaimed fine arts photographer who designs (and builds) his own intricate pinhole cameras, set with relics which enhance the exploration of his subjects. Wayne is photographing HIV+ people for his “Untouchable” project, designed as a photographic study and exploration of people with HIV/AIDS. His camera pumps HIV+ blood across the pinhole through two thin sheets of acrylic, with the blood acting as a filter.
“My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She’s 97 today and we don’t know where the hell she is.” ~Ellen Degeneres My grandma, “Ama” turned 80 years old today. Having a new octogenarian in the family, I’ve studied her carefully, trying to figure out some of her secrets to […]
A couple weeks back, I announced that I planned on deleting my Facebook profile. A few people asked why, so here’s my response. I’ve had a difficult time deciding who to “be” on Facebook. For example: do I accept friend requests from my clients? How much do I want my professional and personal life to […]
And thanks for four great years.
I took this photo in the last hour of my visit to Utah to see my mom 0n Mother’s Day. She really liked this picture. That made me smile.”
Cowboy Turns 41 from Sam Page on Vimeo.
GROWING UP, I used to pretend that my red Radio Flyer was my very own car. I’d take imaginary trips to see my grandmother in southern Utah, holding an invisible steering wheel as I guided the “car” along each bend in the road. When I arrived at her house, I never wanted to leave. Some […]
My mother is not well, and I am worried about her. She is due for a pretty major operation tomorrow, St. Patrick’s Day, which is also my grandmother’s 79th birthday. My mom and I spoke on the phone yesterday for about an hour, and it was one of the most difficult conversations we’ve had, probably […]
Let unconquerable gladness dwell.” -Max & Churchill AFTER WEEKS OF APARTMENT HUNTING, and finding a charming new abode for Bronson’s mom in West Hollywood proper, we’ve started de-cluttering and packing in preparation for Move #1, which will occur in 27 days. (Bronson’s blogged about the foreclosure and what it means for us). Moving is the […]