Ocean, I hear your siren song...

Indeed, when I contemplated moving to California, it wasn't for the sea ~ but it is she who clinched the deal. Indeed, we shook hands (wiggled toes, entwined tendrils, plied each others sandy shores with loving hands as sandpipers played at the edge of waves...) a couple weeks ago at a magic beach above Malibu that I'd dreamt of as home some 10 or more years ago...

It is by the seashore that I can't keep from dancing ~ as the ocean creates beauty upon beauty, painted on the sand, sparkling in the foam on the waves... Creating and re-creating beauty, over and over again, an unending masterpiece of life...

Today I danced in her waves, as the whole world became liquid, ever-changing. Mirroring the cosmic sky above, we are dancing, dreaming, dissolving into the wildness of all that is...

Set it Free!

I'm noticing how sad it is for me when I see other artists “play it safe.” I want to see an artist take risks, mess up even, if they must, in service to fully offering themselves. I want to see a musician at her edge – wild, passionate, rough, untamed and free. And of course, the more we practice and offer ourselves, the more often those risks will yield wildly beautiful and soulful results! It takes courage, but it’s worth every stumble...