Groupie love...

True Confession: I’m in groupie love for the first time. 

Groupie love is a bit more discreet for a “mature” woman because the mere idea of jumping up and down while screaming is exhausting. 

Last year, an introduction to the work of Leonard Cohen shifted my world. This man’s music can reduce me to tears. Poet, author, musician, monk and an even bigger surprise, artist. I’m swooning over an (almost) octogenarian.

Sylvie Simmon’s book I’m Your Man chronicles the life of Leonard Cohen. Wading through the early years of sex, drugs, etc. I was wondering why I’d chosen to spend my time on this fellow. Then we hit Cohen’s middle years. The seeker. The modern mystic. The monk. The man with the guts to go back to work at seventy to recoup retirement stolen by a trusted friend. 

In “Dance Me To The End of Love” Cohen absorbed a heinous world event and metabolized it until he found beauty for the victims, writing a melody so evocative people choose it for their wedding song ~ when in truth the lyrics honor the musicians who were forced to play and watch as loved ones were marched to the gas chambers in Nazi death camps.  

Leonard Cohen has given me the great gift of a new way to perceive. Holding dichotomies in the same resonance without blame is the beginning of peace, a springboard for creativity.

 

  

Believe you can ...

Time flies when you’re having a good time.

Two months ago I passed an empty space and briefly thought it would make a good gallery. The First Friday in July, my gallery, In Bocca al Lupo opens. A quote attributed to Goethe, some say William H. Murray has influenced my intentions for several decades now:

“…the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would otherwise never have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of incidents and meetings and material assistance which no man would have believed would have come his way. (I’ll refrain from comment on the gender typing.)  

Whatever you think you can do or belive you can do, begin it. Action has magic, grace and power in it.”

An idea has almost effortlessly materialized into reality. And help has been there. I’m touched by the support and encouragment of the business community, neighbors of the gallery and the artists who participate. Friends are cheering us on. Magic indeed!

Literally everyone I’ve spoken to or interacted with has been positive ~ grace personified. There are times when consternation blooms if I allow myself to consider what I’m doing. At those moments, I take a deep breath and consciously relax into the stream of life and creation knowing the Universe is moving in my behalf and thus the behalf of others. Flow. I feel awe and wonder at how well things work if we get out of our own way and trust a bigger picrture. 

Hope you will come celebrate with us!