Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sometimes I do get frustrated with this pattern however because I feel like I put an enormous amount of effort and care in these things, and yet still come out no better or worse than anyone else - like an ear of corn growing among the thousands in a Nebraska field. I spent a large part of my life hiding from recognition and the spot light, which I’ve never been, and still am not comfortable with. But, I’ve always had the desire to make my mark, contribute, and exercise my passions and gifts that I’ve been given in a meaningful way.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
I’ve been waiting for a piano located in a quiet area to play “Clair De Lune.” It’s time I accept there is no such thing. Instead it will play “Claire De Lune,” featuring the city of New York.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
When he began to play, I saw immediately how much he underestimated himself. He was shy, nervous, and unsure of himself, but he loved to play. That much was apparent. And when his nimble fingers glided up and down the keyboard, I knew he also had talent. Whoever he was, I hope he keeps it up and never passes by a piano without being magnetically drawn to play it.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Today I struggled with whether or not to run. A small, seemingly insignificant choice on the surface, but with several underlying effects. See, I haven’t run in several days, and the more times I miss a run, the more likely I’ll miss tomorrow’s run as well. Not to mention, I knew the next several days would be busy and I probably wouldn’t have time to get a good one in. On the other hand, I already missed the early morning hours of bearable, cool weather. Now it was hot, sunny, and 90 degrees. All things considered, I decided to suck it up and go for it. I ran through 4 towns; Lodi, Hasbrouck Heights, Wood-ridge, and Carlstadt (in northern New Jersey lingo, that amounts to about 4½ miles). And wouldn’t you know it? The moment I finished, out of breath and light-headed from the humidity and sun, I walked up the cement stairs to my front door and…rain.
A trivial coincidence to most, but to me, it was a daily reminder of what opportunities we can choose to take, or not take. I like that movie, “Yes Man,” with Jim Carey. Not just because it’s hilarious and they go to a Husker football game, but because it focuses on that very subject. We can look back and say I should have tried that, or we can look back and say I did try that.
God has so many opportunities and blessings waiting for us and gives us the free will to choose them, but sometimes fear, pride, or laziness holds us back. I’m thankful for my reminder today, and maybe tomorrow will be an even longer run, or some other unplanned blessing, should I choose to accept it.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
He has always had a love for flight and once earned his private pilot’s license. The expense and time commitment makes it a difficult hobby to keep however. Maybe if he could go back in time, flight wouldn’t be the dream that got away, but like the song, ”A Builder” says, he is “a dreamer whose dreams always came last,” while providing for his family came first.
My goal and dream is to become a successful musician, performer, and songwriter. I learned from my dad the importance of dreams, the hard work that goes into fulfilling them, and that one of the worst feelings in life is to have a regret that you didn’t give it your all. But whether I win or lose in my endeavor, I do know that he is proud of me, and that is one success I know I've accomplished.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Each morning, when the neighborhood squirrels are at their most active, Joy is chomping at the bit to chase them down and herd them into a corner. Of course she wouldn’t know what to do with one if she ever caught it.
My neighbor and I sometimes leave bread for the squirrels, she even named one Harry. Today I saw Harry trotting through the grass to his tree home with not a light slice of bread in his mouth, but an enormous slice of pizza. I’m not sure, but I think it was the leftover Pa Pa Johns that Eddie and I ate last week and just got around to throwing the box in the dumpster. I watched from my front porch as Harry struggled up the tree trunk with the slice causing unforeseen obstacles. Gravity forced him to inch skyward, tail side up so he wouldn't fumble over the pizza. Although he dropped it and had to start over several times, eventually he made it, and I was glad. After all, everyone likes pizza.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Life is full of ups and downs. Weeks, even days have high moments followed by unexpected low ones. And sometimes they occur simultaneously so you’re not sure which one to feel. Happy and thankful for certain things, yet sad and confused by others.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Last night was a wonderful night, one that made me really think about the beauty and various aspects of performing. I concentrate so hard on perfecting what I know others will see in the spotlight and on stage. But sometimes they see without us meaning to. Back stage is where some moments can be truly inspirational and unbelievable. I hope you enjoy this clip.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
That’s when I realized it. If the metal bar was a static line, my purse was a reserve chute, and the subway was a C-130, I would be seconds away from jumping out of an aircraft at 1,200 feet. Suddenly the subway jerked sharply, nearly knocking me off my feet, synching the deal. Yep, I was in the twilight zone. If only I was carrying 80 extra pounds of equipment, a weapon, and it was midnight.