Jason White
Bio
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
Stories (59/0)
They Rescued Me
I can't remember a time as a child when my family didn't have a dog. Sometimes more than one. The companionship one gets from a dog is something beyond compare. In our home I was taught to love our animals, that I had a responsibility to them; they didn't choose us, we chose them. This kind of lesson is one that is priceless and everlasting. After my parents divorced my family no longer had a pet dog, mostly because my stepfather liked cats so that's what we had.
By Jason White3 years ago in Petlife
What is Your Value Add?
The importance of adding value to a business or service is undeniable. Entrepreneurs can miss the fact that achieving a sale on the product or service they provide is the result of reaching the end of a journey. That journey is not solely transactional, it is more a conversation. A dance, perhaps.
By Jason White3 years ago in Humans
Her Dark Beauty
There was a darkness to her. Not an evil darkness, but a darkness all the same. A darkness that made a little uneasy. Not the uneasy which gives way to death, or something horrible to occur. The kind of uneasy that excites his soul. The kind of uneasy that makes him feel alive. The kind of uneasy that knows, she could be the one. Fear struck him. Not the kind of debilitating fear that consumes all life, but the kind of fear that knows she is right. He looks for an undeniable message. Is she the one? As he lights his sage to clear the air, to clear his mind as to concentrate of the question he wishes to know. But to clear his mind would mean he couldn't see her anymore. The skin he wished to touch. The lips he wished to kiss. The color of her hair illuminating his way during those lonely days. He could not think straight, with her stuck in his head. He needed to do something, he needed to do the right thing. But without clarity, he couldn't say what the right thing was. Would he tell her of his feelings, or would he simply let it go? Only if, he could connect to the divine. Only if he knew of which path, she walked. Only if. There were too many only ifs. So, he would choose the safest route. He would choose to ignore his feelings. She would never know his thoughts.
By Jason White3 years ago in Poets
Save Yourself
You want passion, or so you say. Without an understanding of what passion is. You want it when he kisses you, anytime both of you touch. You want it in his voice when he says: I love you so much. You want it in the look. You it in the lie he tells you when he says before you he was never in love. You want it in the way you fuck. You want passion, or so you say. But you do not know of what passion is made. Passion is the perfect storm consuming everything, including itself. It is the most destructive beautiful thing. It’s like tearing at the fabric of life one piece at a time. Until you face a whole new world. It will always be the most beautiful thing if you never see the destruction you left behind. It remains the most beautiful thing until the day the passion wanes. And you begin tearing at the fabric again. Do you still want passion? Or do you want to save yourself?
By Jason White3 years ago in Poets
Become A Writer
“If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot.” ~ Stephen King I have always loved this quote. Not only is Stephen King one of my absolute favorite authors, but he is also a master storyteller. I aspired to be like Stephen King from a rather young age. Then I didn’t write. I didn’t write, and I didn’t grow as a writer. I would ask myself, “Why am I not making it as a writer?” But then I’d hear Stephen Kings voice telling me that if I want to be a writer I need to write, and to read. Not only was I not writing, but I pretty much quit reading. This is the worst kind of failure; the one that is in the realm of self-sabotage. I wasn’t making mistakes and learning from them. I was literally looking my dreams in the eyes and saying, not right now.
By Jason White3 years ago in Motivation