Tom Thum gets his freak on in the form of a human beatbox, and the results are fabulous! If you want to smile, I suggest checking out the Ted Video below. I fell in love with this kid! So playful and happy! Can you imagine what he’d be doing if he wasn’t doing this?…Read More
Flying, swooping, listening to Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah sung by Jeff Buckley while riding in the forest. The sunlight shining through the trees was stunning. Through the camera lens, the light took on an almost solid quality. Light as entity. Just as I was coming to this place I was here in the song: . .…Read More
I looked up while riding Schulz Creek Road and saw the peaks. I’ve been living out here for almost eight years and I am still in awe of the beauty of this place. To either side of me was single track which I normally ride — I chose the road so I could still get…Read More
After all the haze and horror of the 80s, the 90s was a time of hope, even among the rubble. Music, art, creativity, yoga and spirituality merged and emerged from the grayness and dust of the city, of the darkest places. It was like swimming, like falling, in a deep pool of inspiration, so many ageless children diving down and willingly sharing, exchanging, the pearls we’d found at the murky bottom.Read More
So much smoke.
I almost cried when we went back for one more thing. Mountainaire was eerily still with low-lying smoke. I said, “It is strangely beautiful.” Tom replied, “It would be beautiful if it weren’t so devastating.”Read More
I do not, cannot stop myself. Grief. My body trembles for weeks. My hands shake and I cannot eat without effort. Who am I? I have to keep walking, that was all I know.Read More
I love Chris Hadfield. I wish he was my uncle or father — I think I will adopt him. I can pretend I was brought up with his beautiful, common-sense approach to fear, to life.Read More
Movement (yoga, hiking, dancing, walking, biking), meditation, and pranayama (yogic breathing techniques) bring me into the moment and out of my default patterns of thinking. Many ideas come through while I am moving (or in stillness after movement). It is as if a channel opens, as if some of the filters of my mind have been removed and ideas and/or observations are more clear.
I’m continuing to look at the question of movement and art (or movement and writing). My friend and folk artist/musician, TJK Haywood, aka Wooden Thomas (and one of the first participants of Writing the Energetic Body), turned me on to artist Heather Hansen. She literally uses her body to make art. Her work is inspiring and exquisite.Read More
So long Peter Seeger! Thank you for your voice and your heart! I never had much, but I did have music, and music is what kept me going when the world was a cold cold place. I remember literally freezing and starving on the Lower East Side, but the spirit of music kept me going. You believed music could save the world – and it saved mine. I am grateful for your life, Mr. Seeger, bodhisattva, and all those you’ve inspired.
I don’t know whether to smile or cry.Read More