I was just starting to get to know my shadow self (as my psychologist friends say) when I wrote this, at the turning of the tide of the black and white thinking that had carried me through late adolescence and lingered in a fundamentalist Christian setting. Some other friends were learning the hard way about how good intentions + do the right thing ≠ NICE LIFE. Getting personally acquainted with this formula is a lesson we all learn, or are doomed to repeat in life’s merciless remedial courses. In retrospect, this song marks the mere infancy of my relationship with that kind of higher math.
I observed that “each of us defy a reason to be loved;” that only perspective changes our focus from the damning details to the embraceable big picture. The utter lack of armor, the assailable emotional skin we reveal when we ask another to look upon us with love astounds with its honesty, and terrifies with simplicity. How much easier to spin stories and construct air-tight [...]
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Goodbye my Beautiful Ocean was written before the world was round. My marriage was dependable as the dawn, California’s economy buzzed away in its hive, and Sunday’s biggest dilemma was where to go for lunch after church. My friends got together and rented a house called Sea Breeze in Bodega Bay to spend two nights and three days lounging, cooking, and eating with an ocean view.
The soul of that trip waited silently to be discovered on the path carved into the bluff leading down to the ocean. A natural wedding processional with flower girl vines strewing silver beach lupines and yellow seaside fiddle necks, down it led curving with solemn steps on driftwood stairs and sandy soil; muffled breath until the altar.
The sea and I were a happy honeymoon couple, even with others around everything was a secret smile between lovers. We relaxed for hours eyes closed and ears tuned to the dreamy static of wind and waves. Novels, sandcastles, and picnics, all unfolding in the [...]
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In the face of unemployment, I've decided to keep connected to things I love and the rest of the world via some mini-blogging. Poetry foundation is the website that Garrison Keillor reads from during NPR's Writer's Almanac. Whenever I listen to him read, I'm transported into whatever world the poet has conjured. I thought I'd share a poem from the site on a regular basis to provide the opportunity to connect to that kind of inspiration.
Today I read "Flurry."This one reminds me some personal experience, and I like the cadence of it. Her description of tears and their "burning leaps" feels right on target. What do you think?
Hey folks. My website now has a blog feature that I thought I'd try out. I'm doing album background work which involves setting up promotional opportunites via internet and/or community radio. What internet or community radio do you listen to besides Pandora?
