Sunday, August 6, 2017

Berklee Indian Ensemble ft Shankar Mahadevan - 5 Peace Band

Good morning y'all!

I never appreciated the Shakti records when I picked them up 30 years ago. 
I'll have to dig them out.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Disconnecting to Reconnect

I would get tons of sleep if I didn't insist on reading the entire internet every night.

Adam Alter: Why our screens make us less happy

Lately I've been working on accomplishing things that are important but not urgent. You know, that Quadrant 2 stuff that Stephen Covey talks about. It's all those things that allow you to drive the bus, and keep the tail from wagging the dog.

We need a place to come home to, and that place needs to have a door that we can close so that the outside world can't get in to pester us. The constant pressure to stay connected is insane, but I'm slowly learning how to turn my computer and my phone off at night.

In the spirit of putting first things first, for the past few nights I've been deliberately making dinner for my son and I. When I say deliberately, I mean that I make it a priority above everything and everyone else. I also spent the weekend tearing my house apart and cleaning it. I haven't tackled the boxes of papers on my stairs yet, but hey, it's a start.

Your place at home also needs to be free of ghosts. It goes beyond decluttering your home and organizing it. Your home needs to be comfortable for you. Your living space is the last thing you see when you pass out at night, and it's the first thing you see when you wake up in the morning. It sets the theme for the day. You can recite all the positive affirmations in the world, but if you're tripping over stuff on the way to the coffee pot in the morning you are going to question what exactly it is that you're trying to achieve that day. It's a Get Up on the One thing.

Which brings me back to the question: Why am I using screens to distract myself so much? More primarily, what am I avoiding?

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Singing with My Fingertips

I've been having music dreams lately. The kind of dreams where I hear the sounds and can look down at my hands playing the notes, singing with my fingertips.

That music is always in my head, and I can't turn it off. I can suppress it with menial day to day tasks, but it invariably bubbles up in the dark, at night, when my eyes are closed.

My relationship with music has always been strained. I hate it. (I love it.) I wish it could have gone differently for me. I'm looking around at all of my dust laden guitars, and I'm wondering how the hell I got to here. I can't stand this place.

I suppose there are some things you never get closure on.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017