7 09, 2018

With Love to All the Secret Helpers

By |2018-09-07T16:00:08+00:00September 7th, 2018|Artistry, Creativity, Love, Spirit, The Bardic Life|Comments Off on With Love to All the Secret Helpers

Can we take a moment to hand it to brothers - and others - who ensure we keep going? Reading Lloyd Goodrich's short, wonderful bio of Winslow Homer, I came across this warming little ancecdote: "His first paintings, begun when he was 26, were of the war. One of the earliest showed a soldier being [...]

8 07, 2018

Time’s Woven Music

By |2018-07-08T18:40:14+00:00July 8th, 2018|Artistry, Creativity, Learning, Love, Spirit, The Bardic Life|Comments Off on Time’s Woven Music

When you have been pursuing your passion for a long time - decades, perhaps - the present moment becomes more and more like a piece of intricate music. The more you keep going, the more colors, motifs, layers, associations, allusions, echoes, and harmonies get woven into the song. Let me give you an example of [...]

4 07, 2018

For You and Not For You

By |2018-07-04T23:46:50+00:00July 4th, 2018|Creativity, Learning, Love, Spirit|Comments Off on For You and Not For You

If it makes you feel worried, small, powerless, or in any way LESS (hopeful, eager, strong, passionate), it's NOT FOR YOU. If it makes you feel strong, eager, alive, expanded, empowered, or MORE yourself, it's FOR YOU. This goes for advice - solicited or unsolicited, comments, thoughts, ideas, marketing, opportunities and possibilities, and anything else [...]

23 04, 2018

An Artist in the World

By |2018-04-23T16:16:39+00:00April 23rd, 2018|Artistry, Creativity, Love, Music, Poetry|Comments Off on An Artist in the World

Friends, we are the artists in the world at this time. Let that sink in. We are, to quote Arthur Shaughnessy, the "music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." If you're making songs, poems, paintings, dances, or anything else that was born first in your imagination and heart and then brought forth [...]

2 03, 2018

Double Blessings

By |2018-03-02T17:18:55+00:00March 2nd, 2018|Love, Spirit, The Bardic Life|Comments Off on Double Blessings

I'm thinking today that to be lucky and to know it is a double-gift - an extra-blessing. I've had two experiences lately that have impressed this upon me. Last week, I visited a wonderful school for children with severe challenges. The children depend utterly on their care-givers as none of them can walk or take [...]

24 12, 2017

Happy Messes and Willing Fuss

By |2017-12-24T15:48:38+00:00December 24th, 2017|Artistry, Creativity, Love, Spirit, The Bardic Life|Comments Off on Happy Messes and Willing Fuss

What kind of fuss do you love? What's your favorite mess? I think these are great and revealing questions because they point to what you REALLY love rather than to what seems like a good idea to love. All important endeavors involve mess and fuss - the physical mess of paints or sugar or potting [...]

16 12, 2017

Glamour and Grunt-Work

By |2017-12-16T15:48:11+00:00December 16th, 2017|Love, Music, Spirit, The Bardic Life|2 Comments

Here's all the gear that I hauled through the rain to the car about a week ago, then into the Groton Public Library, then back to my car, then back into the house at the end of the night. (And that's Mish sharpening his claws on the amp). The performing life is a heady mix [...]

13 12, 2017

A Songful Holiday

By |2017-12-13T19:53:42+00:00December 13th, 2017|Artistry, Creativity, Love, Music, Spirit|Comments Off on A Songful Holiday

So far, the sweetest, warmest, and brightest moments of this holiday season have taken place at the piano. Helping a student play a carol he or she loves and witnessing the moment of connection - when the music comes into the hands and heart and mind - is delicious fun, and a great privilege. All [...]

20 08, 2017

Flap Until You Find the Updraft

By |2017-08-20T23:16:38+00:00August 20th, 2017|Artistry, Creativity, Love, Spirit, The Bardic Life|Comments Off on Flap Until You Find the Updraft

Today I walked deep into the woods to a swampy clearing where lilies grow and beavers build dams.  It's muddy and ringed with poison ivy, and it's one of my favorite places on Earth.  You could hardly stand in a more breath-taking spot when the wind blows. A hawk mewed in the pine tops, [...]

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