Avy:Mommy, look at my drawing that I drew for you!
Me:Wow it's awesome. I love it. Tell me what you were thinking about when you drew these squares.
Avy:Cats living in boxes.
Taken with Instagram
“I don’t know how hard this wind will blow or where we’ll go. Come on and we’ll see, like we were free. Push the pedal down, watch the world around fly by us.”
holding on. (Taken with Instagram)
It was a great day. (henna art credit: Sarah M) (Taken with Instagram at Penbryn Pool)
“Every place I go I’ll take another place with me. Love is love’s critique.”
Radio Lab Live + Demitri Martin = heaven! (Taken with Instagram at Academy of Music)
This looks just perfect.
“Truth be told, my problem’s old. You mean the world to me but you’ll never know.”
First lesson (Taken with Instagram)
The Re-creation of Music
I breathe music. Since I was super little, a day without music is the most effective way to torture me.
Grieving (especially multiple things/people at once) has reminded me of what the word “recreation” actually means: re-creation. What creates me as a person needs to be repeated in re-creation. As I develop as a holistic human being, my recreational habits (even the choice to partake in them) change and morph, but music has been the constant.
I am finding new ways of loving and being re-created with the help of music. I am going to sing more this summer, I am going to record songs (just on garage band - nothing fancy!), perform at coffee houses, sing as loudly as possible when I’m alone, leave a musical legacy for my kids, and I am going to make a point of exposing myself to as much new music as possible (both in volume and diversity).
I just felt like writing about that tonight.
“A sigh isn’t just a sigh. We inhale the world and breathe out meaning. While we can. While we can.”
It’s funny that way, you can get used
To the tears and the pain
What a child will believe
You never loved me
You can’t hurt me now
I got away from you, I never thought I would
You can’t make me cry, you once had the power
I never felt so good about myself
Seems like yesterday
I lay down next to your boots and I prayed
For your anger to end
Oh Father I have sinned
Oh Father you never wanted to live that way
You never wanted to hurt me
Why am I running away
Maybe someday
When I look back I’ll be able to say
You didn’t mean to be cruel
Somebody hurt you too
My favorite song right now. Sharing the love.
perspective. motivation.
“You have brought me to the valley of vision, where I live in the depths but see You in the heights.”