We brought Africa home today…
The Human/Animal Bond
As defined by the American Veterinary Medical Association:
The human-animal bond is a mutually beneficial and dynamic relationship between people and other animals that is influenced by behaviors that are essential to the health and well being of both. This includes, but is not limited to, emotional, psychological, and physical interactions of people, other animals, and the environment.
My relationships with the 8 Guide Dogs that I have thus far in my life have taught me the essence of the human-animal bond in practical real-life terms. In fact, my experience with my Guide Dog Roselle transcended everyday life experience into the realm of true courage and even heroism. What was it based on? What was the secret? One word: Teamwork! Continue reading
ne of the topics on which I speak on a regular basis is Change. I speak about change because it is a regular part of my life just as it is a part of yours. Change can be positive or negative depending on how we choose to react and respond to it. Of course, for me, the most dramatic example of change I have faced was my personal experience during the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001.
Another major change for me has been forming The Michael Hingson Group, a new, creative work environment and opportunity to add meaning to my life and the lives of others. For my part, I am excited and grateful for the opportunities and challenges ahead. I appreciate the fact that you are sharing this journey with me. Continue reading
Greetings from the San Francisco Bay Area!
I am writing to ask for your participation and support. As you may know, I have ended my official position as National Spokesperson for Guide Dogs for the Blind on June 30th to pursue my own speaking and consulting business. Toward that end, I am seeking new connections with people interested in finding a unique speaker with a powerful, transformational message for an upcoming organization or company event. Continue reading
“At 9:45, an hour after the plane hit, we finally made it out into sunlight…We were less than a hundred yards from Tower Two. A police officer yelled ‘Get out of here, it’s coming down right now!’ It became this deafening roar. You could hear the glass breaking, the metal ripping apart, things beginning to fall, everyone just turned and ran, no one was helping anyone. I turned 180 degrees and started running back the way I came. Rocks began to fall around us. We kept running. David was long gone, it was just Roselle and me. I heard a voice in my head that said ‘don’t worry about what you can’t control, focus on running with Roselle and the rest will take care of itself’. And I had that sense of peace that if Roselle and I worked together we’d be OK…We started running down Fulton Street, caught up to David! We started running again and were engulfed in that huge dust cloud…we were drowning in it.” He was, of course, running with Roselle. Continue reading