Today we all three came out of the house to remove the last traces of Mardi Gras – Roy was on his side cutting down the big grass and almost fell in a sink hole in his neighbor’s yard. Jerri was pulling the beads off her wrought iron fence, emptying out the keg in my neighbors drain, and returning pieces of costumes, and I was throwing away beads, removing the spears, and chucking the yellow…
Recall, I’ve written about the transition period – the one where you are a trapeze artist and you are letting go of the bar you know and grabbing the one you don’t – and all of life is letting go or grabbing hold of – but the suspension is when most creative thought happens or most growth takes place.I totally get it. I get it (read: she says jumping up and down). Again I get…
Or so I’ve heard through the ages. This week started with Taylor dying first, then Ed Rubin (Steve’s partner from EHDD in San Francisco), and last Victor Elnecave (one of my Dad’s cousins in Cuba who I haven’t seen for eight years). I took a big sigh with the third one – hoping the cycle is complete for now. I saw this poem by Jane Hirshfield:POEM WITH TWO ENDINGSSay “death” and the whole room freezes–even the…
Last night J and I went to eat at Meaux Bar – we marveled over how this restaurant used to be the Golden Star and how I used to live at the Burgundy Inn and have those delicious burgers brought over by bellboys. The restaurant has come a long way from the lobster cribs and darkened windows and Joey – while the burgers back then were delicious, the fare now is delicious – a lyonnaise…
A friend emailed me about protocol with a computer related exchange. I wasn’t much help. But it got me thinking about how many people I still meet who are not familiar with what I consider second nature.Texting – frankly texting is at new realm with pics and audio being sent along with the message. But what I was trying to explain to my friends the other day is that the art of courtship hinges on…
Last night, we were talking about films, books and poetry and all things interesting as we sat on the porch. Here in New Orleans on February 7 (Chinese New Year btw), we are experiencing incomparable temperate weather and star washed skies. As we talked about these things, I thought about how I’ve been steeped in revelry for a while now, and suspect I am due some film time, novel time, poetry time to recover the…
This year Mardi Gras came early – it was the third consecutive Mardi Gras I’ve been to since leaving for California in 1990. I came out in ’05 before moving here late May the same year. 2008 was a great Fat Tuesday – my band of angels were the perfect companions to travel the streets with and negotiate a crowd. I wasn’t ready for Mardi Gras this year – it was coming too early and I had…
Naturally, your affirmations are supposed to be about bigness, grandness, openness – but today on Ash Wednesday, this affirmation seems wow:Today I release old concepts of who I am. I open to see myself through the lens of the infinite. Limitless possibility lies before me. I allow myself to be drawn forth by a greater vision for my life.