Your Soul Food for Friday March 27, 2026: Life Lessons from a 92-Year-Old and Warren Zevon, Sleep Hygiene and Winners of the Underwater Photographer of the Year Contest

This week:

  • 3 Things to Learn from 92-Year-Old Shen Yu
  • The ‘7-1’ Sleep Method That Could Add Four Years to Your Life
  • Enjoy Every Sandwich- Powerful Life Lessons from Warren Zevon
  • + Winners of the 2026 Underwater Photographer of the Year Contest

I am ninety-two years old .

If I could pass on just three things, it would be these:

  1. Move your body every day. It does not need to be hard. A walk is enough. The day you stop moving is the day your body begins to forget how.
  1. Feed your body with care. Not with perfection. Eat real food. Eat slowly. What you put in today becomes how you feel tomorrow.
  1. Rest your body well. Sleep is not laziness. It is where your mind clears, your heart recovers, and your body repairs what the day has worn down.

And one more thing – never stop having something to look forward to.

A place to visit. A person to see. A small dream you have not given up on yet.

The moment you stop dreaming, you stop living. It does not matter if you are thirty or ninety-two.

Keep moving. Keep eating well. Keep resting. Keep dreaming. That is the whole secret. 🙏

Speaking of Sleep…


“Even if one in four poor sleepers were to shift to this sleep pattern, the potential gains would be substantial.”

The ‘7-1’ Sleep Rule Could Add Four Years To Your Life | HuffPost UK Life

In August 2002, a doctor handed Warren Zevon a death sentence.

Inoperable mesothelioma. Maybe three months. Possibly a year if things went well. He was 55 years old.

For most people, that news ends everything — plans, ambitions, the ordinary forward motion of a life.

Warren Zevon made a phone call instead.

Not to a lawyer. Not to a therapist.

To his collaborator Jorge Calderón. And he said four words: “Let’s make a record.”

Here’s what made that remarkable. Warren had spent four decades as rock music’s brilliant cynic — the man who wrote about werewolves, mercenaries, and lawyers with guns because dark humor was easier than honesty. He was Hunter S. Thompson’s friend, Stephen King’s favorite songwriter, one of the most literate voices in rock history.

And he had never once made a truly vulnerable album.

Until now. Because when you have nothing left to lose, the armor comes off.

He reached out — not through a label or management, but simply as a friend — and one by one they showed up. Bruce Springsteen. Tom Petty. Don Henley. Ry Cooder. Jackson Browne. Emmylou Harris. Legends who had admired him for decades, coming to help him say goodbye.

The recording sessions were extraordinary. Warren was visibly weakening between takes, sometimes needing oxygen, sometimes barely able to stand. But when the microphone was in front of him, something shifted. His voice carried the weight of a man who finally understood what he wanted to say.

The song that became the album’s heart was called “Keep Me in Your Heart” — a simple, quietly devastating farewell with no clever wordplay, no ironic distance. Just a man telling the people he loved not to forget him.

“If I leave you it doesn’t mean I love you any less. Keep me in your heart for a while.”

Around that same time, David Letterman — a longtime admirer who had championed Zevon’s music for years — invited him back for one final television appearance. The conversation, watched by millions, eventually landed on the question everyone wanted to ask but no one knew how to phrase.

Did Warren have any wisdom to offer? Anything he’d learned?

He paused. Then smiled.

“Enjoy every sandwich.”

The audience laughed. Then went quiet. Because they understood it wasn’t a joke. It was the most honest philosophy imaginable — condensed into three words by a man who finally had the clarity that comes only when time runs out. Pay attention. Be present. The small things are the big things.

The Wind was released on August 26, 2003.

Warren Zevon died on September 7, 2003 — thirteen days later.

He had outlived his prognosis by nearly a year. Long enough to finish his work. Long enough to say everything he’d spent a lifetime avoiding. The album won two Grammy Awards, reached audiences who had never heard his name before, and produced a farewell song that has since been played at thousands of funerals around the world — for people who never knew who wrote it, but felt every single word.

The Wind now stands alongside Johnny Cash’s American IV, David Bowie’s Blackstar, and Leonard Cohen’s You Want It Darker — a small, extraordinary collection of albums made by artists who looked directly at death and responded with their finest work.

But here’s what stays with me.

Warren Zevon spent forty years hiding behind wit and cleverness. And then, given a deadline no one asks for, he finally let people see who he actually was. Not the cynic. Not the dark humorist. Just a man who loved his friends, feared being forgotten, and wanted desperately to matter.

He already did. He just needed to believe it.

We’re all on a timeline we can’t see. Warren’s just became visible.

And instead of spending those final months in fear or bitterness, he gathered the people he loved, walked into a studio, and told the truth for the very first time.

Three words for the rest of us, from a man who earned the right to say them:

Enjoy every sandwich.

A collection of honored images from this year’s competition celebrating “photography beneath the surface of the ocean, lakes, rivers and even swimming pools”

Winners of the 2026 Underwater Photographer of the Year Contest – The Atlantic

Keep Moving and Eat and Rest Well!

Love,

Neville

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Your Soul Food for the Spring Equinox and Nowruz 2026: The only way to save yourself from the darkness is to light a candle for someone else!

Happy Soul Food Friday!

Love this “permission slip”…

This week:

What you may not know when you read on is Billy is what my school friends in India called me (short for Billimoria) before we moved to the States. My Parsi name (Parsis are the Zoroastrians of India that migrated from Persia hundreds of years ago) is Navroz, and I was born just 9 days after Navroz or Nowruz. That said,

Nowuz is timed not to a fixed date, but to an astronomical event…

Enjoy a little bit about each of these events and traditions, along with a soulful story to follow that should lift your spirits!

BTW, if you are local-

Please consider nominating an amazing volunteer that invests their time and talent to make our community better and see you on April 10th at the Rancho Bernardo Inn from 2 to 5:30 with our live band Strange Crew playing after the ceremony!

Volunteer Awards Celebration – North County Philanthropy Council

The Spring Equinox is on Friday, March 20, 2026, at 7:46 am PDT 
This moment begins the spring season in the Northern Hemisphere.
Translated literally, equinox means “equal night”.  On the equinox, the length of day and night is nearly equal in all parts of the world. Twelve hours of each, because the sun is positioned above the equator.
It is also known as the vernal equinox, “vernal” means fresh or new, and is from the Latin word for spring, which is “ver.”
On this day the sun rises precisely due east and sets due west. 


The Spring Equinox signifies a rebirth. The duration of light is about to overtake the darkness.  
After the Spring Equinox, the days become longer and the air warmer. 
The soil becomes fertile and all hibernating life is re-animated.  It is a time to plant seeds of growth.

The Spring Equinox is a time of renewal – in nature, the home, and in us. More than just physical activity, “spring cleaning” removes any negative energy accumulated over the dark winter months and resonates with the positive growing energy of spring and summer.

The Spring Equinox is a time where there is a special quality of energy – to plant, grow and renew our lives. Energy is emerging from the ground where it has been dormant in the earth since the Winter Solstice.
Wishing you a special day, symbolic of balance in our life and with the environment.

Stay in tune with nature and wellness,
Billy

300 million people around the world celebrate this tradition.

Nowruz 2026: Persian New Year Dates and Meanings Explained – Newsweek

The entire line was furious at my 89-year-old father for stalling the bank queue—until he made the teller weep.

The groan from the guy behind us was audible. It was a heavy, “it’s Friday afternoon and I just want my paycheck” kind of groan.

My dad, Frank, didn’t seem to hear it. Or maybe he just didn’t care.

He stood at the counter of the credit union, leaning heavily on his cane, while the line snaked all the way back to the vestibule. People were checking their watches. A woman in scrubs was tapping her foot so hard I could feel the vibration through the floor.

I was mortified. “Dad,” I whispered, leaning in. “Please. Let’s just use the ATM next time.”

He ignored me. He was focused entirely on the young woman behind the glass. Her name tag said “JASMINE.” She looked like she had been crying on her break. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she moved with the heavy, robotic exhaustion of someone working a double shift.

“I need to withdraw $100,” Dad said, his voice gravelly but loud. “And I need it all in five-dollar bills.”

Jasmine blinked, her customer-service smile faltering. “All in fives, sir?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I felt the collective blood pressure of the room spike. The guy behind me muttered something about “wasting everyone’s time.”

Jasmine sighed, opened her drawer, and counted out twenty bills. She slid the stack under the glass. “Here you go, sir.”

“Thank you,” Dad said.

And then, he started counting them back to her.

One. By. One.

“Dad!” I hissed. “Come on!”

“One moment,” he said calmly. “Five… ten… fifteen…”

He counted all the way to one hundred. The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. When he finished, he paused. His hand, shaking slightly with a tremor he usually tries to hide, slid two of the bills back toward her.

“This one,” he said, tapping the first Lincoln, “is for you. Go to that coffee place next door when you get off. Get one of those frozen drinks with the whipped cream. The ones that cost too much.”

Jasmine froze.

“And this one,” he tapped the second bill, “is for the security guard by the door. He’s been standing there for four hours and hasn’t shifted his weight once. That takes discipline.”

“Sir, I can’t take a tip,” Jasmine stammered.

“It’s not a tip,” Dad said, looking her dead in the eye. “It’s a prescription. You look like the weight of the world is sitting on your shoulders, young lady. For five minutes, I want you to put it down and just eat the whipped cream.”

That’s when she broke.

It wasn’t a graceful single tear. Her face crumpled. She covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders shaking, and let out a sob that silenced the entire lobby.

The angry guy behind me stopped checking his watch. The woman in scrubs stopped tapping her foot. The room went dead silent.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I… I really needed that today.”

Dad just tipped his VFW cap at her. “We all do, kid.”

When we got back to my minivan, I didn’t start the engine right away. I looked at him. He was staring out the window at the strip mall parking lot, looking smaller than usual.

“You held up the whole bank,” I said softly. “Just to give away ten bucks.”

He didn’t look at me. “It was selfish.”

I laughed. “Selfish? Dad, you made that girl cry happy tears. That’s the opposite of selfish.”

He turned to me then, and his eyes were wet.

“You don’t understand,” he said. “I sit in that house all day. I turn on the TV, and it’s just people screaming. They scream about politics. They scream about the economy. They tell me my neighbor is my enemy. They tell me I should be scared to leave my front door.”

He gripped the door handle with his spotted, papery hands.

“I feel invisible,” he whispered. “I’m just an old man that the world has moved past. I can’t fix the economy. I can’t stop the wars on the news. I can’t even drive myself to the store anymore.”

He took a shaky breath.

“So, I act selfish. I force a moment of connection. I buy a coffee for a sad girl because for those thirty seconds, I’m not just a statistic. I’m not just a burden. I’m a human being affecting another human being. I made the world stop spinning for a minute, and I made it a little bit softer.”

He looked down at his lap. “I do it because it makes me feel less lonely. It proves I’m still here.”

I drove home in silence, tears stinging my own eyes.

When we pulled into his driveway, I grabbed the bags of groceries from the back. “I got you that frozen lasagna you like,” I said.

“Good,” he said, taking the box. He immediately turned and started walking across the lawn toward the neighbor’s house.

“Dad? Where are you going?”

“To the Millers’,” he called back. “Mike lost his job at the plant last week. I saw him sitting on his porch steps with his head in his hands this morning. They have three growing boys to feed.”

“Dad, that’s my dinner for you!”

He stopped and looked back, a mischievous glint returning to his eye. “I know. But giving it to them makes me feel like a provider again. It makes me feel useful.”

He winked. “Like I said. I’m a very selfish man.”

I watched him walk away, his cane tapping against the pavement.

We live in a world that is constantly trying to isolate us. It tells us to fear each other, to hoard what we have, to look out for Number One.

But my father taught me something today.

Sometimes, the only way to save yourself from the darkness is to light a candle for someone else. Even if it costs you your dinner. Even if it costs you ten dollars and a few angry glares in a bank line.

If that’s being selfish, I think we could all afford to be a little more selfish.

Love,

Neville

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Your Soul Food Honoring International Women’s Day 2026: Boy, do we still have a long way to go to achieve gender equality

This week:

Boy, do we still have a long way to go to achieve gender equality

“The story of women’s struggle for equality belongs to no single feminist, nor to any one organization but to the collective efforts of all who care about human rights.”- Gloria Steinem

“I think it takes men being vulnerable to be part of the solution,” “It cannot be just women fighting for their own rights. I think men have to step up and fight for women’s rights, too. … I think we have to unlearn the patriarchy.”

                                                              Allyship, Advocacy, Agency. Allez Allez!

Here is some history going back to Abigail Smith Adams, first lady to President John Adams in 1776, all the way to today with each generation building on the courage of those before them.

IWD: What’s the timeline of International Women’s Day?

Honoring San Diego’s women on International Women’s Day 2026

“I think it takes men being vulnerable to be part of the solution,” “It cannot be just women fighting for their own rights. I think men have to step up and fight for women’s rights, too. … I think we have to unlearn the patriarchy.”

Hundreds March On Trump Tower For International Women’s Day: ‘We Aren’t Just Fighting For Ourselves’

The study surveyed 23,268 adults in 29 different countries, including about 1,000 from the United States.

1 in 3 Gen Z men believe wife should ‘obey her husband,’ study finds

Expert: The No. 1 way to respond when someone is disrespectful to you

Love,

Neville

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NCPC Volunteer Awards Celebration: Doing Good is Good for You! Celebrating All San Diego’s Volunteers in Global Volunteer Month 2026

Dear Friends and Colleagues,

Do you know that 40% of San Diego households volunteer and understand the importance of this essential form of philanthropy (love of humanity)?

This week’s post speaks to the importance of volunteering both for our community and for ourselves!

As President of the NCPC I’m delighted to spread the word about NCPC’s Volunteer Awards Celebration (VAC) coming up on April 10th from 2 to 5:30pm. Please spread the word and nominate your volunteer for 2026!

If you are not familiar with it, VAC is our annual event now in its 39th year, dedicated to recognizing the outstanding volunteers who support nonprofit organizations across our region. We encourage every organization to nominate one volunteer for recognition. Submitting a nomination is free, though we do ask nominating organizations to cover their nominee’s ticket ($125 per seat; tables of 10 are $1,200) to attend the event. All nominated volunteers are recognized on stage by name and organization and will receive a trophy and a certificate from the County Board of Supervisors in appreciation of their service.

As you might recall, at the end of last year NCPC was honored with a Proclamation from the San Diego County Board of Supervisors for Exemplifying the Highest Ideals of Public Service.

You can see a short vid of Supervisor Jim Desmond awarding us the proclamation for Outstanding Service, Leadership and Commitment to the Citizens of San Diego County here:

As we prep for Global Volunteer Month, we welcome all of San Diego’s 13,000 nonprofits to take a moment to celebrate their incredible volunteers, without whom so much critical work simply would not get done. And in current challenging times we need them more than ever!

This year’s VAC celebration will take place April 10 at the Rancho Bernardo Inn and promises to be a joy filled experience. Guests will enjoy tray-passed appetizers, a cash bar, and live entertainment from our band Strange Crew. We are also honored to welcome Grant Oliphant, CEO of the Prebys Foundation, as our keynote speaker, Carlo Cecchetto of CBS8 will serve as our MC, and local media will be there to love up our amazing volunteers and the causes they care about.

We are actively seeking sponsors, nominees, and attendees with a March 20th deadline. Nominations can be submitted HERE, and tickets can be purchased HERE.

Why Volunteer and Celebrate Volunteerism:
As with all nonprofits, a great deal of focus is placed on the “Treasurer’s Report”, but as we all know it takes talent as well as time to achieve sustainable success in any mission driven enterprise. We can tackle ties and testimony separately… Perhaps social purpose organizations should include a Talent Report– tracking and affirming those that share their talents back with its stakeholders, as well as a Time Report– tracking and affirming volunteerism in every flavor.

 What you Measure Gets Done, what you Reward STAYS done

Ideally, this will increase strategic volunteerism and talent engagement which in turn will INCREASE monetary contributions as it is empirically proven that those that commit time and talent get MORE anchored to the cause and are more likely to engage others in its collective success.

(First friend-raising then fund-raising)

Interestingly, consumer sentiment supports this notion as we are increasingly values driven! Volunteerism is in vogue and good for you!

Altruism improves happiness and well-being, research finds – The Washington Post

Over the years, several brand attributes have had large up ticks including high quality up 124%, friendly up 79%, socially responsible up 63%, and leader up 40%.

But the brand attribute with the highest lift at 341% is Kindness!

Practicing Conscious Acts of Kindness dignifies the very essence of our humanity and uplifts society.

Most organizations keep score with important metrics.

However, another key metric- from a social purpose standpoint- is our investment of discretionary energy-as expressed in our time

Isn’t it amazing that in our overscheduled, over-achieving, time starved lives we find the discretionary energy to volunteer for those things that really matter?

In the conceptual age, the currency of influence is attention.

Paying bills is one thing

Paying attention is quite another!

Time is more important than money

We can re-earn money, but we never get this time back.

The Japanese have an expression for this:

Ichi e Ichi go (this moment is unprecedented, this moment is unrepeatable)

Attention is the currency of time well spent, where you really get to keep the change

When we give our time with purpose, we give our most precious asset- our energy, applying the law of concentrated attention, “That which we focus on manifests!”

It is true when they say, we are judged by the company we keep!

Hanging out with volunteers is a predictive variable in the quality of YOUR life and those around you

  • Intrinsically motivated people like you are compelled by different things than basic reward and punishment, or the proverbial carrot and stick
  • We are powered by autonomy, mastery, and purpose

Volunteers see things differently and experience time differently. In other words, we have a different relationship to time.

Most people consume or spend time; volunteers produce or invest time.

I will prove that we see things differently. Look at the web address below and tell me what you see…

www.opportunityisnowhere.com

Some see nowhere

Some see now here

We don’t see what is; we see what we want to see, or what we are conditioned to see.

Let’s not allow ourselves to become victims of attentional blindness.

Be present, Be involved, Be the difference.

On behalf of our extended community, thank you for your active engagement in causes that matter!

Our world is a better place because of YOU

Spread the Word about VAC, please nominate a volunteer and Pay it Forward!

Love,

Neville

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.”- Cicero