THIS BLISS

It’s that quiet moment after rehearsal, when the energy of the last song still hangs in the air like stardust, and I’m falling back in love with the mystical ritual we call music.

Sometimes, while caught up in the…

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Strings of Imagination: E, A, D, G, B, E



 

I am reinventing myself again. It’s time to forge fresh circuits in my brain. A change of sonic scenery is helping as I get back to the basics of guitar. Starting over is at once humbling and liberating. I’m surrendering…

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BLUEPRINTS

 BLUEPRINTS

There is just so much of it. Songs written, released, performed. Poems, essays, articles published. Paintings and photographs fading in the sun. So many works still cowering in boxes, bundled up in stage fright. Their ribbons have come loose.

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Dionysus Too

   

“Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out and rise out of your body to hang suspended between the worlds.”  - Rumi

 



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FALLING


I like this dull kind of day, the city’s sharp edges disappearing behind a smokescreen of fog. Outnumbered by apartment towers, the trees shiver a little in the autumn wind. They stand half-naked, brave enough to shed all outer…

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On the Road Again

Got up early this morning. It’s Saturday. A day off. My body is adjusting to the schedule of a new full-time job, to…

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Follow the Yellow Brick Road

 

I am an explorer.

 

I take pleasure in many modes of travel, including music, writing, painting, dancing…  Each avenue offers…

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