This starts now.
I am rather sick of changing media plans according to what shockwaves rumble through life now. I need something stable, and to give readers, viewers, and listeners something just as stable to rely on.
I have realized why memory essays are so popular now. And why scenes of beautiful places beat back bad views. When things are not going well, we want to revisit the known past in an uncertain present. It’s that, or start focusing too much on bitter things. Both take us away from practicing life in the present tense.
Well, we need to practice life within these present tensions, too. Staying aware, but not focusing on them. Normal life does not stop when chaos erupts, unless you are in the midst of the chaos. And even then, normal things need to happen.
I had a dream the other night in which my late mother and sister advised me to “Rise and sing.” Not teach, not preach - do my music, which is without words. And keep telling stories of the past. Stories like we shared, full of layers one might rarely remember to share with others.
An online friend, in a reading group that meets once a week, noted he has seen my pain. I want to stop sharing that pain so much. We have an overload of dark things going on now. I’ve shared my pain to explain how I got to where I am now. I went looking for more about the friend who saw the pain. He’s a remarkable man. He’s a musician and conductor whose life is full of his music. There’s no reason at all for my life not to be full of mine.
Or why my words shouldn’t be full of wonders instead of angst.
I don’t mean to avoid the problems. They happen right where I am. But none of you have the watch me bear down on the causes of a problem until the problem is solved. You have enough of that with your own problems.
I am going to post every day, without any agenda. I will just stop. Show you something to look at. And give you something to hear. If they make you think of something, it will be because of your thoughts, not mine.
There will come a time when this plan needs to change, as all plans do. But not for now. We need some quiet so all of us can sort things out.
This is going to be posted everywhere I publish. Let quiet things bloom awhile.