When Andrew was a little boy in Jamaica, his mama gave him a six-string guitar. He didn’t know how to play it, and nobody was willing to teach him, so he hid it under his bed. But all he wanted to do was sing & make music. Then one night, he had…
devotion // liberty
Why being rash, hasty & stupid is the smartest thing you can do.
8 days ago, I was trembling. Like, knees-knocking-together-trrrrembling. I had traipsed up six or seven flights of stairs to the tippy-top of a crude, concrete building overlooking the Hudson River. Michelle, Kylie, Mary and Jessica were there too. And we had this crazy idea that soaring on a trapeze was going to…
Your work is NOT frivolous.
This has been a rough + rowdy week for many of us … … especially those of us here in the USA. We’ve seen visuals of gore + horror, flashed across our screens. We’ve felt angry, violated, and at times, simply baffled. We’ve collectively wondered what could possibly move someone to do…
You are not confused.
You are not confused. Storming with electric anticipation? Sure. Roiling & rumbling with pre-flight jitters? Quite possibly. Wrapped in the wonder of rapid evolution? Well, naturally. Experiencing a sudden convulsion of comparison chaos? Correct. Terrified of releasing the vise-grip of perfection – to tip, tumble & surrender to this, this, THIS! Yes….
Dear: Self. This spring, I promise to … ϟ Go on a daily walk — and leave my cell phone at home. Like, in a locked drawer. Or suspended in a solid block of ice. ϟ Let emails sit for a day (or two, or four) without leaping to answer them like a deranged…
