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I thought I’d write a tribute song - about being together with a partner and growing in to better people. It came our pretty nice and I’m happy to share it.
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While in India I participated in a lot of energy and body work. One of the bio tricks I learned was to beat the bed with a pool noodle or a tennis racket until I couldn’t go any further. I choose a plastic hose from Home Depot: $3.95. Not many people feel allowed to do such a thing so I wanted to show you what it’s like to go to full failure - emotional and physical. It’s intense but afterward you feel glowing and totally at peace. The gunk has passed through. The anger doesn’t eat you alive. Yell “fuck” as much as you want.
It’s a great tool to have in life. Many times when my partner and I are angry and we start projecting stuff on to each other we tell each other to use the hose...we go and beat the bed and move through the blocked anger so we we can finally talk about what’s really going on, inside.
Capping it off is what destroys us.
Let it out! Be alive!
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Amsterdam. Trolley pass photos. Stoned. Laughing. Fighting like immature brats. We stayed in your friends apartment and was afraid he would have a melt down at any moment and we’d have to leave. I wrote a song today about being with you. A song about being on the other side of 17 years together. I know I needed help. I couldn’t have survived this world without it.
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A while back, a childhood friend confided in me about something that happened to her while she was in high school.
Her story left me really unsettled. I knew this man and I had great respect for him when I was young. He may have been 1 of 3 adults that really seemed to care about me.
It’s a type of sadness that stays with me. A "waking up" to a darker version of my past that I wasn’t tuned in to.
Feels like every day I’m seeing similar stories and I've had this overwhelming desire to do something but I haven’t had any idea what that would that would be.
Feels loaded.
In the end it just seemed the best thing I could do is enquire within. Hold space. Be quiet. Not talk. Not judge. Cheer my brave friends on for living a free life.
And for me; I’d work through it on a personal level by putting the feelings in to a song.
So, it's a song and a prayer, I guess.
The best I could have hoped for.
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I want to always remind myself to celebrate the paths of the people I love.
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Thanksgiving 2018 12 degrees outside! Closing it for winter after this. So happy to return in the spring. My favorite place to write songs. Such a loving space.
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