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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life

cancer is NOT a journey

August10

there exists a walking and waking nightmare. its a perilous path that requires us to be ever vigilant, and ready, willing and able to thumb Satan in his blood-shot pale eyes.

spare me the platitudes and existentialist bull-shit. cancer is not a journey.

Thursday was Joanne’s fourth chemotherapy session, and mid-point for the course. that is always followed by a Nuestra shot to increase her white blood cell count. interestingly, that ends-up being the most painful part of the treatment. listening to her description of the pain, it sounds like what The Wolverine must go through when he deploys his talons and/ or regenerates.

that said, she is tough as Wolverine; any super hero, to be certain.

the good news is that the cancer is evidently not in the lymph-nodes. we caught this bitch early and we responded with pace and a sense of purpose. I recruited, petitioned and secured the best surgical and oncology team in the Southeast. the two masses have apparently responded well to chemotherapy. thusly, her prognosis is good. if we remain on-plan, we have the BIG surgery November 6th. hopefully we are in the recovery and healing phase by mid-December.

me? I am restless. resolute. exhausted. encouraged. relieved that my daughters seem to find comfort in me. I miss my wife. she has already told me nothing is going to be the same. I’ve never loved her more. I can’t ever be more angry at something else, ever again. thank God for modern medicine, and my Jeep – oh… and a sense of purpose to stay fit, and, possibly, sane.

go read another and prior post of mine: http://www.unsinkablebriancork.com/2013/03/08/riding-that-big-glassy-fronted-wave-of-life/ do it!

“live your life darling. all of it. question everything. accept nothing.” – Barbara Anne Cork, Wife to one, Mother to all

mere survival is not an option. this must be about “thrival”. I made that up; but will see it through.

UPDATE:

when this episodic travesty finds it’s end, Chuck Papageorgiou is taking me fishing.

also… Denis McDonough, himself, and politics aside, says he wants to sit quietly with me and smoke a very good cigar.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters

brian patrick cork

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letter to Emily

December28

“by the way… I feel fear is a form of cancer.”

most of you don’t know the Emily I’m writing to.

however, many of you have asked questions around bravery, or contemplated its application, or utter devoid of it in your life.

regardless of your position, role, or perspective in the matter, I present a heart-felt message to Emily:

I don’t see yours as a difficult question. the topic itself might be something that you’ll find deep within your own heart.

God has a dark sense of humor – and, more often than not puts things He wants us to know about ourselves in odd places, like just beyond our fingertips, in the voice of strangers that become friends, or in the very face of adversity.

So… mine is really an opinion based on decades of experience and perspective.

I know many people that have dealt with cancer. Some survived; others not. They all handled it differently. I know people that were bullied. I also know bullies. I can add stories about parents that have lost children to cancer, and bullying. all of these people are brave, or have the option to be brave, can be brave, or won’t ever be. Separate from bravery comes courage. that is another word with an entirely different meaning and application.

by the way… I feel fear is a form of cancer.

with all those words, my use of the word brave in relation to you was my emerging sense that you have an ability to deal and muscle through situations that have crushed many other people. I don’t know if you demonstrated courage through any of it. but, I know that on the other side of it all I see a person that has a good vibe, wants to do great things, cares about dogs, has a zest for life, wants to be in love… that is bravery because its so much easier to to be bitter. and, “bitter” is not how I’d ever describe you. I may not be able to offer you clarity with this, yet. we often can’t see ourselves as others do. this is why I try to view the world through other people eyes. its no simple task. it takes a lot of living to see the world from so many different perspectives. part of my role in the lives of my clients is to walk with them and share. thats a catalyst for changing.

spending money on a business, or on yourself – outside of material possessions – does not make you brave. its just not common, both in-terms of application and ability to do so. most people are the opposite. they live in fear and don’t invest in themselves. thats a bit ironic, don’t you think?

you are investing in yourself. I’m investing my time and positive energy in you. fortunately we both agree you are worth it.

I really do understand the quest for financial independence. however, I’ll leave you with something of a puzzle around it… you won’t understand or value it until you have achieved it coming from the places you have been. I don’t know anything about your sleep issues. but, dreams can be realized by conscious effort.

that said… What do you WANT? by the way… does it have to be in Atlanta?

also… financial independence does not always mean the balance in the bank account. It can also mean always have the means. maybe the primary thing we need to evolve (I purposefully did not say “change”) is your perspective. here some additional perspective… the best surfing spots amongst the islands of Hawaii were formed from volcanic activity. craters are formed. over thousands of years the ocean chews away at them and creates bays. …this is meant to be a bit frustrating as you ponder all of it.

on a personal note… you surf a HUGE wave big enough to crush a whale four feet above razor sharp coral surrounded by thunder loud enough to drown-out everything including your inability to think (you only survive by following your gut and instincts) – you begin to understand where life and death are simply the difference between a breath, a blink, or balance. certainly choices.

David Sugarman once said to me, “when I stopped worrying about money it found me”. love might work that way as well. I know it does with scoring soccer goals.

lets talk about the mistakes and next steps when we next meet. its a bit too complex for email. the exchange needs to be more dynamic.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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word on the Street

December26

recent conversation with one of my u14 soccer players:

“I go to an [redacted...] school, so there always seems to be a lot of drama.”

“Drama about what?”

“These days it always seems to originate from something that somebody tweeted or posted.”

on the other hand…

while I come across as ever so optimistic, I tend to be cynical about a lot of things. however, I’m always looking for good. it’s around here, somewhere.

but let me tell you about author Maya Angelou. this  is somebody that no matter how much we pick her apart, she still has integrity. Angelou was a victim of incest and rape, and she worked as a stripper. and, now she’s a literary icon and Nobel Laureate.

Angelou also inspired Beyonce when she created a fragrance. read about that, here: Beyoncé’s New Fragrance Was Inspired by Maya Angelou and Smells Like Overcoming Adversity

I’ll also note, here that Beyonce just turned the music industry on it’s collective ear by launching her latest album on iTunes while disdaining the typical industry hoopla. she let her genuine fans light the beacon. you can read a bit more about that, here: No stunt: Beyonce’s sneak attack on the music industry resets the rules

it goes to show that life is cumulative, and you can’t devalue any type of experience.

I coached a kid for a couple of years named AC. she once told me:

“we gotta use our super powers for good.”

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

NOTE:  Maya Angelou is an American author and poet. She has published seven autobiographies, three books of essays, and several books of poetry, and is credited with a list of plays, movies, and television shows spanning more than fifty years.

I coach girls in soccer becuase they have more worth than they can imagine today and I want them to be part of something special they won’t be able to fully describe until they have children of their own.

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you can just picture the human stories in New York

November15

there is a book that now exists titled, Humans of New York created by self-taught photo journalist Brandon Stanton that you need to look at.

mr. Stanton approaches fellow New York denizens daily, asks permission (some times not) to take their photograph and conducts a brief interview. it’s (the book and visceral experience) easy to enjoy because, while there are certainly profound words, the effort drives its formidable impact through the startling images that define New York City.

I use the word “startling” as opposed to say, “stunning”, because of the way many of the pictures and associated bon mottes move me.

humans of new york imagefor example, it looks like one of my favorites contributions is from a woman that could fundamentally shape our global view:

“l tell you what my husband told me when he was dying. I said, ‘Mo, how am I going to live without you?’ And he said, take the love that you have for me and spread it around.”

 

that message drove me to my knees. I am genuinely thankful.

something you REALLY need to know:

Humans of New York is a hugely popular blog (go check-out that link.  do it!), by the way, and of course only now a book.

and, I’m warning you… it’s addictive – in a very human and healthy way. feed your soul. do it!

Brandon’s ability (I snagged these words from somewhere else and replaced the word “willingness” with “ability”) to:

“approach strangers has led to some pretty amazing moments of openness, “whether it’s someone telling me about their battle with cancer, or somebody even telling me how they were molested as a child,” he says of many “startlingly honest revelations.”

something you might care to know:

humans of new yorkfor me, an almost perfect day would be spent with my little Emma Jo hiking about New York City with her taking pictures with her new camera while I talked to people.

I love talking to people. I value stories. I’m no good with a camera. but, Emma Jo might be. and, I really like being around her. and I’m drawn to cities that create stories through their fascinating residents by design almost more than I desperately need to help people.

some stories are worth telling. some other people need to help with all of it.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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