Almost one year ago, on my birthday to be exact, I decided to eliminate alcohol completely from my weekly diet. I was not a heavy drinker. I would drink one bottle of wine over the week (4 glasses), and maybe two glasses of scotch whiskey on the weekend. I stopped drinking for two main reasons: eliminate the unnecessary from my expenses and to explore the experience of being fully conscious before I complete a half a century in this world. As a means to follow my progress

I remember dancing when I was a child of about five-years old. The lack of coordination and spastic moves were the hallmarks of my groove, and I didn't care one bit that I looked like Elaine Benes of "Seinfeld." I just moved., just as she did. As a five-year old there was nothing buried in my subconscious that suggested that I was unable to fully express the beat and rhythm of the music through me. Where does the doubt come from? Today, I watched Maxwell dance in his musi