It’s change that’s happening!Read More
It’s Leo Season! Sunshine-y flowers are showing their sweet faces.
Be good to yourself. Find what gives you joy and do it. If you need to just stop and do nothing – that’s ok. Stop and do nothing. Your being here is a big deal!Read More
you should be dancing
Photo by George TiboniRead More
Taking Chances Flagstaff is a little gem of a town filled with musicians. I mean, there is music going on here on any given night, with top-notch musicians doing their thing. Usually. Over the past couple of months, the town (obviously) has been silent. There is no music. It feels weird and sad. It was […]Read More
Noticing patterns and cycles, releasing beliefs and creating a new, more empowering ones is a work in progress. And, it works!Read More
Getting down to deep reality and being an artist.Read More
Today’s song – Sin City!Read More
What is your solstice intention?Read More
“Jenny said when she was just five years old
There was nothing happening at all
Every time she puts on a radio
There was a nothin’ goin’ down at all, not at all
Then one fine mornin’ she puts on a New York station
You know, she couldn’t believe what she heard at all
She started shakin’ to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock ‘n’ roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock ‘n’ roll station
It was alright (it was alright)
Hey baby, you know it was alright (it was alright)”
– Lou Reed
photo of the Lofi Sofias playing as The Velvet Underground by Paul PerreaultRead More
Mandala painting by Jill Sans.
the cycle of death and rebirth to which life in the material world is bound.
I drift between wakefulness and sleep from around 3 to 4 am until about 5:30 – I fall back to sleep until 6, when my alarm goes off. It’s better when I surrender – maybe take a cool shower and then, drift in and out of sleep, thinking of dreams,
We moved to a small room in an annex to the Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church. Nada Gordon was teaching – I think we were free-writing, getting warmed up.
My marriage was a disaster and I did’t necessarily feel like feeling anything – so I focused on the room and the sounds and the imagery and the energy of nervous writers filling the space. I put a lot of pressure on writing to take the place of music.
I’m guessing this happened in 2004.Read More