Hollow in Hollywood

It's sad, but I have wanted to begin this blog since I have arrived in L.A. near 3 years ago. Amazing it is, that it has been near 3 years in which this journey into the unknown has been under way, turning my life inside out-upside-down.

My desire is to recap some of my life moments while building this blog as well as a vlog, updating many on what life has been like and is, here in Hollywood/L.A.

I'm not 100% sure how it will all unravel, but my hope is to be concise and effective at painting the picture of my life, this journey, Hollywood, and the God within them all.

Today, I thought I would begin from the point of rest that I took in the wilderness. However, I will begin with the following photo to give a glimpse of what L.A. has seemed to be for me and many here.

It's a photo that I took today.

Take a good look at this photo. It may be tough to tell from this angle, but I wanted to be respectful and not grab their faces as much as possible.

But in this photo is a man and a young girl with her backpack. A father and his daughter. A daughter that has to go to school, and a father that is willing to do "whatever it takes" to get his daughter to school on time.

My heart throbs as I even type these words and glancing often into this photo, reliving the moment. The air was chilly for L.A. It chilled me from walking so, I can't imagine how it felt for this man riding the bike. I could see in his eyes that time was ticking-there was a deadline. It was also in his sway of the bike that it was  something he has done over, and over, and over. There was not indentation of a smile. Only the look of  a wish that he had a car instead. A wish to be in a better position in the midst of the traffic of "Hollywood-life". I felt what he was feeling more time's than I'd like to remember, but always remembering who was with me during those times.

 This moment for me symbolized the life here in L.A. that many live indeed. The circumstances, are facts. The facts are nothing but excuses, when the need HAS to be met.

The father, very well may not have a car, nor enough money to put her on the bus as others. But, despite the circumstances, he put his body through the long toil on this bike, to carry his daughter to school.

The daughter, a smile gleams upon her face as he races over the bumpy sidewalk. In her mind this is not major task for her father. In her eyes she sees nothing but him doing something he is ought to do. She is oblivious to the fullness of this act of love, but knows for certain--he loves her. (A message for a later time)

Friends, this is my world. Hollywood is more than what meets the eye. It is a hurricane and a flood. It is darkness and light. It is tears of pain and of joy.  The word "hard" is the weakest word in the dictionary to use to describe life here for all. And if one is NOT grounded in who they are truly designed to be, within 24 hours, one is lost--sadly for some it's forever.

I know that many may have opinions. And I am open to hear them. I know that many could argue and say "it's not that bad for me" or "I love it here, no problems for me". But, those that believe they are living it good are the majority that don't realize they have many pieces missing. But, this blog/vlog is nothing more but a platform for me to share and you can ask questions by in-boxing me.

I promise you, that I will not bring before you merely the grime of this city, but I will also not bring up the glory of man nor myself. I will reveal a truth, THE TRUTH, of the importance of being Hollow in Hollywood, among the HOLLOW that live in Hollywood.

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