Archives for 2015

Half time had been announced by the umpire.

Nobody listened.

We all continued to play, like rebellious children reluctant to move when told it was bed time.

Some situations can be rescued by playing the rebel card…quietly.

Joyful disobedience. Gingerly done.

The cubes were lined up on stage.

Why had we come to see this play?

We knew all the actors, we knew the director and we were familiar with the play.

But in fact this production was so new in approach, that it it really ended up being a new play.

Something that had been a sort of combination of Shakespeare, Greek mythology and avant garde abstract word association, had been produced as a cautionary children’s story set to music.

Musical chairs with a different beat.

You think of something wonderful.

The flower floating in a bowl full of candles.

The board of food displayed like a roman emperor’s cloak.

The cute cucumber shapes representing the signs of the zodiac.

You can let your mind float just below imaginary clouds and half an hour later still find the right door, the one that leads to the engineering floor of the rocket company.

It’s wonderful.

Reasonable people.

Don’t be one of them.

Be a marvelous person. Be great, good and kind. Be generous sweet and fine. Be love.

Reasonable is not a great place to be. It is the worst of pragmatic mushiness.

So you unreasonable saint, where are you going today?

Photos of me, photos of me and you, photos of all of us.

Shared moments in a frying pan of sauteed experience.

Coloring time and making music rhyme.

The joy of balance and silent laughter, meeting the noise of giggling ecstasy.

Thank you for letting me be myself.

Again.