I was introduced to this Merton piece last week and it could not have come at a more appropriate time in my life: “The rush and pressure of modern life are a form, perhaps the most common form, of its innate violence. To allow oneself to be carried away by a multitude of conflicting concerns, to surrender to too many demands, to commit oneself to too many projects, to want to help everyone in everything…
Hank Williams said, “I’m the only hell my mama ever raised.” I cannot say the same – my mom raised some hell.
Oluseun Anikulapo Kuti, commonly known as Seun Kuti, is a Nigerian musician, and the youngest son of legendary afrobeat pioneer Fela Kuti. Seun leads his father’s former band Egypt 80. He said this when he was interviewed at Jazz Fest a few years ago: “Never think you are more successful than the next guy, because you don’t know where he or you are in the story.” I thought of this quote this morning because our…
This chapter started at Armstrong Lighting, where I met sexy Sty. When I hopped in the truck to head home, Anthony Hamilton was on the radio singing “Cool” – which is becoming the theme song to this part of the story. QUIT YOUR WORRYING BABY QUIT YOUR WORRYING GIRL YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY TOO MUCH QUIT YOUR CRYING LADY GO AHEAD AND DRY YOUR EYES WE CAN CONQUER THE WORLD
My friend, Mudd Lavoie, reached out in the middle of the twilight to make sure I was alright. She’s a kindred spirit on this next level that I’ve reached on the wrung of life. So many were left on the lower wrungs that I sometimes carry the sadness like a ball and chain, but then I realize I moved up on this journey, the air grew thinner, the view expanded and became broader, the people…
I went to see a few of the P3 exhibits around town and came upon one by the Propeller Group that featured a film about and not about a Vietnamese funeral. The take away – when you try to forget someone, you end up remembering them – so remember them … till you forget them. I found this rather poignant given the last week. On Tuesday, someone wrote to tell me he no longer wished…
I’m on the board of SISTAWorks – an organization that helps students with high school costs in Ghana. We’re hosting our second annual fundraising gala in November and the theme is a musical tribute to Maya Angelou. I have always loved her poem, her spirit and her ability to reconfigure herself in iconic ways throughout her life. What a role model – geez Louise, stand aside Wonder Woman, Maya is all that. So it is…
QUEEN Bohemian Rhapsody Lyrics (Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality; Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see) I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I’m (easy come, easy go Little high, little low) Anyway the wind blows, (doesn’t really matter to me), to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger,…
Things to Think Think in ways you’ve never thought before. If the phone rings, think of it as carrying a message Larger than anything you’ve ever heard, Vaster than a hundred lines of Yeats. Think that someone may bring a bear to your door, Maybe wounded and deranged; or think that a moose Has risen out of the lake, and he’s carrying on his antlers A child of your own whom you’ve never seen. When…