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May '04
5/11 4:23pm: After a wonderful trip back up to New England, it's nice to be back
in Southern Florida. My trip back north presented many possibiities as far as
somewhat unexpected business opportunities, but the most impressive part of the
trip was getting back together with Mark and Joe to play. We ended up with an unexpected gig playing at Smith College for a college event.
A great opportunity to see some old friends... an even greater opportunity to
play music. It was just so great to be back together playing. Sometimes taking
a few steps backward is the best way to see what's right in front of you.It's
time to get back to music and the whole "Good Puddin'" thang'.
5/17 6:50am: I'm up early and just enjoying the morning. The last couple of days
I've been thinking about how important it is to just be, and not try to control
the outcome. I'm constantly amazed at how I can get myself believing I'm going
to create my destiny. Fact is, in the past, I have been so focused on the task
at hand, I have not been as open to the possibilities right under my nose! Pushing,
and thinking, and networking, and manipulating... eventually some amazing opportunity
presents itself, or some whacky girlfriend pulls a stunt, and my life is completely
upside down for better or for worse. Either way, these completely spontaneous
incidents end up being "defining" moments in my life, while all the planning in
hindsite ends up being just a "lack of stillness".
In my own Yoga practice, I work especially hard on stillness and focus.
Lately, I find my life requesting that I begin to transition this highly refined
skill from the yoga studio, to my everyday life. I seem to have it down, in my
practice. Applying to the "real world", is a bit intimidating. I'm now seeing
how very much of my life revolves around "lack of stillness"; in essence all
of my addictive behavior. A whole lifetime of creating systems that allow me
to circumnavigate the tough stuff.
It would be better to think about this stuff at the END of the day!! I'm
going for a walk...
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