Author: Louis J. Alloro, M.Ed., MAPP

[caption id="attachment_681" align="alignright" width="224" caption="Saw this in the room @ the most amazing learning labs to date (Cleveland, Nov. 16)"][/caption] Had the most amazing week. Feel definitely back into the big V - where my energy field is up, uP, UP - and things are happening in my life. Amazing conversations. Energetic learning labs in Cleveland and New York. Alignment with my purpose and my work. Coached my first couple. Deposited money in my account (literally & figuratively). A drive along route 80 with a new friend-Maya Angelouesque (a poet + a humanitarian) -- and with no speeding tickets! Pure positive energy (well,...

[caption id="attachment_667" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="I sat myself in the Rodin room, all glass, and particularly interested in The Thinker."] [/caption] Today, 11/11/11, at 11:11 am, I found myself in the Cleveland Art Museum. I sat myself in the Rodin room, all glass, and particularly interested in The Thinker. I have my nana's copy of this sculpture in my house.  I love nana's wisdom. And -- as I grapple with over-thinking, under feeling in my life -- I am learning more ways to switch my story to something more authentically positive than the recurrent negative banter. Remember, we're built for the threat, so below our level of...

(I did not write this and I don't know who did. But I love it's message. Let's not judge, ourselves or others. We're all in this together. To end these vicious cycles, let's point the finger inward and with love. See Penn State (part 1) here.) The good you find in others, is in you too. The faults you find in others, are your faults as well. After all, to recognize something you must know it. The possibilities you see in others, are possible for you as well. The beauty you see around you, is your beauty. The world around you is a reflection, a mirror showing...

I realize you’d rather hear how I feel than read how or what I think. So this blog post may be a bit different. I’m going to tell you how I feel right now. Sad to feel alone [It’s been harder than I anticipated to move to a new city to spark a social movement.] Lonely because I’m sad Frustrated cause I’m aware that these feelings are stemming from thoughts that I’m choosing [but so engrained in my DNA I can’t stop thinking them by flipping a switch.] And, excited by the opportunity I have to expand, to grow, to change. [Which first means...

So yea, a lot of people are really pissed off about this Penn State scandal. How could this happen at a place that values honor and trust as much as it does? But those become more words in a credo than values in action when we neglect to really dialogue about things that matter. We must help each other be mindful of patterns of delusion that may hurt to uncover. Things that may involve privately delicate matters having to do with other peoples’ lives. We need more honesty. Forgiveness. Transparency. Trust. Starts and ends with nonjudgment. Of oneself first and then,...

            Listen here: Someone Like You, Adele "Sometimes it last in love, but sometimes it hurts instead." Paradoxes everywhere. Polarities. Fronts and backs. Bitter + sweet. My affinity for this song does not bring me back to a bad breakup. Instead, it reminds me that nothing is forever. Everything is to be cherished. And even when we think it's over, it'll always be a part of us. May as well frame it positively....

[caption id="attachment_645" align="alignleft" width="224" caption="My suitcase often looks like this."][/caption] Coming off a real grounding weekend, spending it in the one place where I have a dresser of things alongside my suitcase. Essentially, I’ve been living out of my suitcase sine June of this year as I decided to sublet in New York and head west to the plum city, Cleveland Ohio. However, what I didn’t really consider when I jumped into Cleveland headfirst was (a) I still had things going in New York that would need some attention through the end of the year and (b) Living in both...

Crisis! A cell phone conundrum: incoming text messages seem to be “broken.” Very few replies to my messages. “No one loves me,” becomes my belief system. I  default into threat mode and my confirmation bias goes into full force. It takes very little for the world to prove what we believe. Have you heard the Pygmalion effect research? Teachers were told: these kids are the top performers to a group that was randomly assigned (mixed ability). That group out-performed the control by nearly 3 times, who were also randomly assigned. I believe that what we expect we experience. I expect that people love...

“There’s no one I can be more myself around than you, Louis.” Heard this twice this week – from two dear friends in separate moments – and am feeling so joyful to think that this is true. I’m honored, really, to be that in someone’s life. I’m working on letting that kind of love in, too, because really I believe transparency leads to transformation and truth, moments of growth and learning. Interestingly, though, the invitation to truly be seen and vulnerable sometimes sends me into complete threat mode, where my fight or flight response takes over. Typically, I find myself fleeing. That...

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