What if Rock and Roll is actually religious experience? Community, communion and the power of coming together….

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….

Allowing Aliveness

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”