It was a tribe of misfits and mavericks, of a place be truthful about being angry, confused, and deeply disillusioned with corporate promises of coming adulthood.
Music in our teenage years has some hold on us – as we differentiate from our parents and seek to individuate into adulthood, music is a road map, a container for our collective pain and pathway seeking. Lyrics are potent poetry. Album art captures and shapes our psyches. Musicians can hold the daring, the speaking up, the stepping out that we wish that we could find in ourselves. We literally look for rock n’ roll role models, for well known north “stars” that we can navigate our way by; artist who can take in the collective psyche and sing it back to us- holding up a mirror to our collective mind….
It’s a core truth that our life is still happening- even when we are anxiously waiting for something! We each only have finite number of days and we’d be wise to live them all fully- even when it feels like we are in holding pattern until we hear. How can we drop down into the moment, feel our feet on the earth and walk well thorough this day? Yes- even – or especially- if we are waiting on news outside of us or things that we can’t yet see the outcome of…..
Many of us remain a mystery to ourselves. Our inner landscapes can remain unchartered for decades until some great outer experience suddenly summons us to deeply question what it is that we really feel about it all. Personally I reckon that becoming intimate with the wild world within us is the most important journey that weContinue reading “Intimacy with the Wild Within”
There is a mystery that moves us, literally that unseen thing that animates us -the breath that is so involuntary and so necessary. That first in breath at birth and that out-breath at death, and sure we can slow it down or speed it up or get more mindful of it in between – butContinue reading “Allowing Aliveness”