The Consultant’s Devotional

…at long last, today I’m releasing the devotional I started over 17 years ago. This is a 30 day devotional for those who travel, but it’s suitable for all on this journey we call life. Please share as you are led. And if you like this book, please rate it on Amazon, and if you have time, post a review as well.


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Thanks, So Very Much, Alan

So… Vol 1 Available on Audible

Is your vision “Blerd”? If so, please try this book on for clarity of body and soul. Trust me, I’m an author.

So… Volume 1, Blerd Tales, is a collection of short stories from the blerd perspective. These stories are sure to stir you, for these are the stories you didn’t even know you needed to hear. Enjoy.

If you liked what you heard, you can purchase the entire book on Audible via the link below. 
https://www.audible.com/search?keywords=So…+Alan+Jones&ref=a_hp_t1_header_search

Facebook Live Video from launch day. “So… Volume 1, Blerd Tales now on Audible

Here is the link. And remember, especially my fellow Audible members, please buy and rate the book online. It turned out really, really well. I think you’ll enjoy it. Here’s the link to Audible to purchase the book. The FB Live link is below it.

Double Book Launch

Hello Everyone!!! I’m happy to announce, that my first audiobook, “So… Volume One”, will launch this Wednesday, September 30th on Audible. I think y’all are going to love it…!!! Plus I’ll be live streaming on FB Wed 7:00 pm via my “Sacrifices” page. http://ow.ly/9hFF50BC7mx  

Also, my latest book, “So Volume Three – Blerd Tales” will be available for sale on September 30th as well in print (via Amazon).

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We were taught that it was good to work hard, and that hard work was good. Which, as originally offered by faith traditions of every stripe, it certainly was.  And though those who sailed to a new land to practice their faith may have been pure of heart in this regard, we as a nation have lost our way.

Certainly, we Americans bought into the narrative, and many surely did sacrifice to expand (rightly or wrongly) and build this nation of ours. “We” told ourselves that we out worked those of other nations, and were then, by our work ethic, better than other nations and cultures.  All the while ignoring the facts of our competitive advantages as a nation, which were plentiful. First and foremost, were the four hundred years of free labor obtained by enslaving millions of Africans.  Even free states benefited from the lower cost of materials to feed their northern plants, in a land full of rivers. And in a doctrine of ideological, cultural and racial superiority, they displaced nations of indigenous people who lived in harmony with the land. This “Manifest Destiny” was just another step away from the true path of any loving faith.

Thus, throughout much of this nation’s history, we’ve told ourselves whatever lie we needed to hear, to justify whatever vile act “we” deemed necessary to enrich ourselves and expand “our” territory. And we codified those lies in history books (many authored by the Daughters of the Confederacy), teaching the same lies to our children and to generations yet unborn.

Still, in the mid-1980’s there was a subtle, yet perilous shift in our national narrative. During the Reagan years, no longer would we simply adhere to the doctrine that “work is good”, but rather we became a nation which equated wealth with virtue. The wealthy had earned their wealth through the virtue of hard work. Unlike the “Robber Barons” of the turn of the century who were known by all to have gained their wealth unscrupulously, the modern-day ultra-wealthy were deemed virtuous regardless of how they may have gained their wealth. Thus, the unspoken messaging was indeed that “Greed is Good”.

Which brings us to the current age in which we are so very protective of the ultra-rich. We say that they “should” be able to enjoy the wealth that they earned, without anyone’s help. And certainly, whether fairly gained or not, if they are first generation wealthy, they played a pivotal role in obtaining that wealth. And still the more conscious among them would surely concede the role that the “State”, being all of us, played in their prosperity. The roads, docks and airports paid for by fellow tax-payers, surely facilitated the literal path to their success. The workers they hired, at the very least were educated from grades one through twelve through the property and state taxes paid by their fellow citizens. And obviously, they’ve benefited from socialist programs like police protection, fire and rescues services, postal carriers and the mightiest military in the world, just to name a few.

And now we find ourselves in the place where we’re actually discussing the merits of sacrificing the elderly and sick, mostly because we don’t want to be uncomfortable for a few months, and for those in the investment class, for the benefit of our stock portfolios. This is literally in contrast with what we’ve seen in every other country into which this virus has found its way.

And though I will admit that I’m no fan of the current president, I see him as more of a symptom, rather than the actual disease.  We’re a soul sick nation which, in the process of glorifying capitalism, has cut off its nose to spite its face. Despite our conditioning it’s a simple truth of human kind’s rise to the top of the food chain, that working collectively for the common good is not a sin; in fact, it’s a virtue. Bottom line, dogmatic adherence to either capitalism, socialism or any -ism, is the real evil. The Universe does not allow us such a lazy existence.

As things stand now, we’ve elevated unbridled capitalism the level of a deity which must be worshiped. We’ve become a congregation lost in worshiping the cathedral, rather serving the community bound to it.

My books, 3 Novels and 2 collections of short stories, are available on Amazon, iTunes, B&N, Smashword, etc…  Below is the link to  Kindle versions of my books on Amazon.

https://tinyurl.com/t2uva6z

Sawubona…

West African Chronicles. On the subject “Speaking”. If you were raised in the south, you were taught to “speak”, when you encounter another brother or sister. Big Mama insisted on it. And as I’ve grown older and seen more of this world, context has been added to her words.

The first bit of context I encountered was doing my trip to South Africa & Swaziland back in 2005. We were told to announce ourselves when approaching others or their homes, with the greeting, “Sawubona”. Yes, it mean hello and goodbye, but it also means, “hey, I see you…”, “I acknowledge you.”, “I respect your person-hood”

Likewise, during our recent trip to Senegal and Ghana, they too practiced the same custom.

And we carry on this practice, even now, in this land an ocean away from the land of our ancestors. Especially, in spaces where we are few in number. Even if it’s just the nod, that brothers give one another. Or the smile that sisters share when they encounter one another in these spaces. Yes, it’s a sign of respect. But it’s more than that in the space we now fill. It’s an acknowledgement of a social contract, that if things go left, I got you. Big Mama knew that our survival in this strange land relied upon this unspoken contract. But it is my earnest hope that one day, people of every shade, will see and accept our shared humanity. For in truth, our survival as a species, depends on us looking out for one another.

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So…

“So…”  is a collection of serial short stories which reflect the diversity which is human life… Volume One is available on Amazon and B&N. Volume Two, will launch on February 1st.  This stories will have you “trippin….”

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