He told me: "He printed a program for everyone. You have to realize, in those times not everyone could afford a rain umbrella, yet he always had a program for everyone who came to his concerts. How did he do it?!" Now that was some perspective. And a damn good question.

Photo: Ted Forbes

Go talk to her

   I'm listening to myself talk. No, scratch that. I'm listening to a recording of my conversation with a channeler. And I think to myself - if I didn't know the person talking (myself), what would I think of her? I think I would like to meet her, she seems interesting. What is she like? - I wonder. What am I like? I don't know. You don't know yourself?! You can't be serious. Where's the curiosity? Where have you been - lived a whole life with yourself and don't even know... how strange... We're strangers.

Illustration: Genevieve Bormes

Space that doesn't curve

     Blue in Green has overwhelmed me today. Memories had rushed back, memories of amazing musicians whose talent I got to bask in. I would wrap myself in music almost every day of my life, for years, and visit hidden worlds. The gratitude I feel towards all who share their love for life through art of everything is ... indescribable, immense, Hokusai's Wave big. I remember love because of them - the kind that comes from between our lives. I better go listen now, before the song ends...

I'm crocheting hats for the stars,
hugging
wind with my hair,

tracing footprints in my thoughts - 
looking for that wrong turn,
searching for the right path.

stamping smiles on the waves of emotions.

 

 

Song written on a guitar that was tuned as:
bottom string - маленькая серебряная овечка в космосе,
second string - empty hall, no audience,
third string - тёёёёплый шарф,
fourth string - melancholy,
fifth string - philosophical hot chocolate at midnight,
sixth string - a hip jazz musician.

I have to day today

     I lay and gave in and it showed itself. My brain had calloused over in the past 6 years. Became rigid, static, encased. A piece of that shell came off on the Genesis and exposed the raw material inside: the boundless, the endless, the possible. I need to sit now and feel. While it's so very fresh, I want to apply all I am and create. More, always more, the ever-expanding life that I never wish to end.