“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.” ~ Bob Marley
It’s unfortunate – I think – that we are often the masters of our own deception, subconsciously yet nevertheless willingly crafting our own undoing. And I suppose it’s understandable, after having experienced a series of uncomfortable events in unfamiliar territory, that I would retreat back into my survival instinct, immediately canvassing my options for opportunities to escape. Having few options available, I dug in and raised the walls, deciding that I’ll wait it out by keeping my area of reconnaissance to a minimum. And just like that, I nearly forfeited one of the best nights we would experience during the entire journey to this little island in the Caribbean.
Continue reading First Impressions
It was the sound that first drew me in, entirely different and unique from anything else I would hear that day. I was attending a heritage festival not far from my home this past weekend, wanting to find a distraction from the normal routine, to shift the paradigm, to quell rumblings of the mundane. And though I wasn’t entirely successful, what I did confirm is that it’s time to distance myself from the comfort of what I’ve come to consider normal. I’m not complaining. It’s a good problem to have.
Continue reading It’s just change ~ Welcome
This past Fall we spent an afternoon walking between Venice and Santa Monica Beach. If you’ve never been I recommend it. My sweetheart was taking care of business in Southern California and I was doing research on the 60’s rock band The Doors, who, coincidentally, can trace their beginnings to this exact area. The atmosphere is certainly conducive to creativity.
Continue reading Venice Beach – Jam Session