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Positive Daily Affirmation From Master Yogi Poppins

7 Oct

Thinking is so very overrated.

I used to pride myself on intellect, on understanding, on maintaining a grasp on reality. Frequently, on maintaining a leg up on reality and making decisions for the well-being of my future and I had the suspicion that placing this much concern on how things will work out would find a way to bite me at some point. A suspicion that it was too much. But I never thought the very act of thinking would find itself obsolete that all this concern was truly in vain and that, to an extent, this much effort would be in vain. The more you care the better you are right? The more you want, the more you desire, the more alive you are maybe? That’s the same thing as passion?

The thinking, the stress, the anxiety, the worry, the over-analyzing, so much of it is a direct contradiction to the enjoyment of life. There’s a time for thought and for planning, sure, but that isn’t all the time! Just sometimes. And the rest of the time should be for enjoying. And that’s it.

I feel like anything’s possible now, because it is. And this thinking has gotten me away from what’s probable because I’m not in a place to judge what’s probable and, to a larger degree, what’s probable is a function of my own thinking that any objective reality would render.

That’s some quantum shiiiii.

Also part of this was inspired by my one of my closest friends, who was telling me about her insights on our chat conversations from five years ago and she held the rather cautious perspective that we are still in the same spiritual and mental orientation we held back then. But then I thought, well, of course we do, we still think about life the same way. It’s all been “in the future”, “when I”, “what I should do”, “you know what we need is…”-this is what we did, maybe what we still do, imagining a time when we have all the resources we need to do the things we want. Breathing life into this illusion that we need more to do the things we someday want to do.

What a separation that is, and how faulty. I have the things I need to do the things I want to do right now. I can do something I’ve been wanting to do for a while in five minutes if I wanted to. Plus we already said the worry about things not working out doesn’t exist because it’s a waste of time. There is no such thing as failure, and if you create a definition for what it means and you decide that you will then you will.

There is such a thing as experiencing love, joy and triumph in your life. All the time. You can do that every day if you want to. Your life can be filled with triumph, joy and love every day. If you want to. Joy, triumph, love, expression, resonance, understanding, learning, moving, doing, laughing, all that great nice happy stuff.

That’s such a great thing to believe in, and if I believe in it, then that’s what my life will be like. Just great things happening all the time and everything will be awesome forever.

I can thank the Tao of MP for that. Love you so much, Mary. You knew it all along, Mary!

BOOM AMEN SISTA OUT

Yelle

7 Feb

I’ve loved Yelle for some time. It’s fun music.

I wish I could intimately understand what she’s saying. I think I can recognize one out of every ten words. And whatever I recognize probably doesnt mean what I think it does.

Also I wish I could wear those black shorts. And have them look like they do on her…

Relish:

Improvements

14 Nov

I’ve been investing some R&R into this blog, if you’ve noticed the shiny new domain.

For those of you with iPads, you’ll be pleasantly greeted with this image when you save my blog onto your home screen as a button.

Behold:

Pretty Huh?

I’m almost done with my origami crane curtain.

Here’s a little something something else:

Thanks for reading so far, everyone!

In case you forgot

17 Dec

That is… that this song is by Wham.

Which, up until one year ago, I did not know.

I didn’t know who it was, I only knew, and currently know, since I still love this song, too many commas, I know.

I only knew/know that it’s music to my very ears. My heart literally skips a beat when I hear the opening notes.

My god.

Too Many Creeps

13 Dec

Every once in a while, well, I guess this happens a lot, you stumble across something that reminds you of how much you really like something and you haven’t spent any time or energy experiencing said thing to its credit.

I really like Bush Tetras and before a few minutes ago, I haven’t thought about them in years!

1980/1981: Such a magical time. I will never be as cool as they are.

You Always Get Me.

30 Nov

SOULLLLLLL

15 Nov

I got some soul in me last night.

We went to the Beehive, which, if you haven’t been, please go. It’s in the South End so, its kind of annoying to get to if you don’t like walking or taking multiple trains.

In my dream life, I live in the 60’s, someplace where they have cabaret performances where that doesn’t mean a bunch of drag queens dressed up like a John Waters character trying to bamboozle you. No, in my dream life, I get to get dolled up and make my hair big. Big like my immaculate cat eye liner. With some fancy sequined dress.

Then, I would go to said cabaret place and listen to Dusty Springfield sing “I only wanna be with you” for me and all my friends. Who would be there with me, at separate tables, most likely. Since the tables are only big enough for two, three people max. And therefore, I would be there with a handsome man who 1.) wears a skinny tie 2.) wears nice loafers and 3.) incessantly tells me I’m beautiful and that he can’t wait to marry me and whisk me around the world. On a boat.

So they were playing Jazz at the Beehive which is nice enough and a lot like what they always play there because it’s a jazz place. And I certainly enjoy jazz. It speaks to my attention deficit disorder, which I’m sure I have although I have never explored the issue diagnostically.

We sat all the way at the front since my friend’s dad, a film guy, shmoozes with these guys, it appears, on a somewhat habitual basis, and I got to take video footage of them!

I took some pictures of the guys playing. I loved it! And if you don’t particularly like jazz, just go anyway because I got the best pork I have ever tasted at a restaurant before. Ever. It was stuffed with mushrooms and came with this cranberry stuff. And with an arrugula and green bean salad. I put honey on the pork so I recommend you ask for honey.

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