Monthly Archives: November 2015

The Gift Of Music

I’ve been noticing for a while now that it’s just about every day that music helps me out.  I’ve been really working at turning around my attitude.  Music is a great way to shift me when I go all poopie and negative.  It brings me up, takes me on a mental vacation and best of all brings me messages.  I let it rip way loud while I’m dealing with the famous traffic in this part of the country.  Stops me from becoming too attached to someone else’s not so awesome driving behavior.  Sometimes I use it to paint and write by because it seems to put me in a daydreamy state where time kind of slows down for me.  And I really like that my intuition often speaks to me through music. When I recognize the song playing in my head I’m becoming pretty good at deciphering what it’s communicating to me. Sometimes it’s there to help me lighten my mood, to relax me or it’s offering me a message.  Whatever the reason, I’m grateful.  I love anything with a horn and elements of FUNK or old school R&B.  I included a photo of Maceo Parker signing an autograph for me.  Maceo used to play horn for James Brown and Ray Charles and went on to become one of the most famous horn players of all time.  If you haven’t heard “Pass the Peas” or “Shake Everything You’ve Got” you really ought to.  I hoped I’d meet him one day so I could tell him how much his music means to me.  He usually plays in Europe and I was wondering when he’d come back here and he finally did.  We saw two performances and the second one is when I did the fan thing.  I can be a stay in the back of the room person, but something came over me and I ended up at the front of the line.  That’s another fan’s arm trying to get his CD signed as Maceo and I are shaking hands and he’s laughing because I’m gushing.  I was very uncool but I’m so glad I got to tell him how much I like his music.

 

“Adventure is not outside man; it is within” – George Elliot

We were on the phone the other day with a friend who is off exploring on his sailboat for a few months.  He’s a really colorful guy with a great sense of humor and shared some stories from his trip.  Happily he said, “I never know what’s around the corner”, expressing a sense of adventure.  I get that.  Even though we’re not taking off sailing, I feel a sense of adventure.  It took me 30 years to stop trying to like my uninspiring career, even though early on I knew it wasn’t a fit.  Finally, I chose to walk away from the paycheck, the corporate medical benefits and whatever else was attached to all that.  My medical benefits aren’t marvelous and I only made $100 this year.  But that was the most exciting money I ever made because I was doing something I really and truly enjoyed. I called my tax person and excitedly told her, “I made $100, what do I do?!” and then I opened a new checking account.  I feel terrific because now I have a kick-ass life doing what I love.

We’re in the same age group as our friend and we also own a sailboat.  Many, many people in our age group, that have sailboats, take off for parts unknown, usually South.  We have very cool friends and I’m genuinely happy for them because they’re doing what they love.  That also goes for the friends I know that want to keep working, because they still enjoy their work.  Or for the first time, they’re working for themselves pursuing their own ideas.  After many years of following the ways of so many others, I know I don’t have to follow or share the same dream, outlook on work, retirement, or especially around anything pertaining to adventure and fulfillment.  Anyway, if we all did the same thing it would be boring.  Incredibly hair frizzing, massively humid summers aside, we’re staying right here.  As we usually do, we’ll anchor our little sailboat in remote places, watch the stars, cook, sleep, and explore on it, for days at a time, many times a summer.  For now, we’re staying put.  Winters are awesome and that’s why there are fireplaces. 

I wake up every day and look at who I want to be and practice all the new habits and thoughts I have as they’re becoming more second nature.  I wouldn’t trade this time in my life for anything.  And I’m becoming less concerned what anyone thinks of me in how I’m choosing to be.  One or both of us (depending on whose idea or dream we’re talking about) might try our hand at making furniture and see if that’s as enjoyable and creative as we think it might be, there’s painting, writing, delivering talks, inspiring kids to be themselves, hosting house concerts, having our home be a canvas for our creativity, growing a small vegetable garden, inspiring others by creating a platform for stories about how others have made changes in their lives and are now impacting their own lives, their community and the world.

Adventure can be a bit disconcerting as it stretches me.  It’s also exciting because I don’t know what the next step, after the next step is.  As Roberto Assagioli said (I have no idea who he is, but I like his quote), “There is no certainty; there is only adventure.”