Shake it…or don’t…

“Do you wanna shake it/(yeaaah) So come on shake it/(nooooo) Say what/my pants are too tight And I can’t let myself go” Tight Pants, Seeed My European better half introduced me to German reggae. Yup, that’s a thing. Granted, 3.5/4 of the words are unintelligible in the reggae I was so enamored with in college,Continue reading “Shake it…or don’t…”

Map, schmap

“I used to have the stars in my pocket/now I just watch them on TV,” Rainy Day Parade, Jill Sobule & Robin Eaten When children are young, they believe. They believe in magic, in fantasy, in the goodness of everyone whom they encounter, and also somehow in monsters. (Didn’t Alice from Wonderland believe in impossibleContinue reading “Map, schmap”

Painting by numbers

“And we’ll paint by numbers ’til something sticks,” Kids by Guy Chambers & Robert Williams Not many of us nail it on the first try, beginner’s luck notwithstanding. We have to fake it ’til we make it. “If you stumble, make it part of the dance.” The Wisdom of Unicorns by Joules Taylor.  Does anyone,Continue reading “Painting by numbers”

While there is time…

“While there is time, let’s go out and feel everything,” The Finer Things, Steve Winwood  We all get the same 24 hours every day. No more, no less. Some of us make things happen, some of us watch things happen, and some of us wonder what the hell just happened? Not firmly planted in anyContinue reading “While there is time…”

There are no small parts…on acting and playing and schtuff

“If I am the play, I want you in every act,” U, Spellbound, by Paisley Park Can you observe what happens to you as the Witness, or are you so lost in the weeds (the actors playing at someone else’s words, and the stage direction) that you miss all them purdy flowers (the events unfolding)?Continue reading “There are no small parts…on acting and playing and schtuff”

“My boy builds coffins”

“My boy builds coffins…but it’s not just for work, and it isn’t for play.” How grounding, how comforting, how sigh-inducingly wooonderful to be good at something; really, really, REALLY! good at something. It’s yours. You eat, sleep, breathe, and live this vocation. Heck, you might even be sought out for this. It’s more than justContinue reading ““My boy builds coffins””

Poop is round, and I’m a lousy shot

“Poop is round & I’m a lousy shot,” me.* We have a pet rabbit in our menagerie. He is going to be 10 soon. Even though he’s litter box trained, sometimes he, uh, makes deposits nearby and not inside the cage. So, I pick up the poop, and toss it towards the cage. I willContinue reading “Poop is round, and I’m a lousy shot”

Blowin’ Kisses in the Wind

“Blowing kisses in the wind/giving you love that you haven’t been given,” Blowing Kisses in the Wind, Peter Lord  We’ve all blown kisses, or kissed someone off. Which way is the wind blowing? Anyway the wind blows. Or is it anywhere the wind blows. Perhaps it’s full of answers, my friend.  The wind can beContinue reading “Blowin’ Kisses in the Wind”

Naked is a State of Mind

“Wearing nothing is divine; naked is a state of mind” Naked Eye, Luscious Jackson  One of the eight limbs of Yoga includes the Niyamas, or practices/observances, one of which is Saucha, or Purity, in Sanskrit. How can we boil down complex concepts to their essence? Not to oversimplify or belittle them, or make soundbites. No.Continue reading “Naked is a State of Mind”

“Don’t be fancy, just get dancy”

“Don’t get fancy, just get dancy,” Raise your Glass, P!nk You’ve all, no doubt, heard of the KISS method. Depending on if it’s the teacher who’s got to behave themselves, or your Dad, who doesn’t, the letters stand for either: “keep it short n’ sweet,” or “keep it simple, stupid”.  Why are we so insistentContinue reading ““Don’t be fancy, just get dancy””