Not very good at journaling here - July 31, 2008
Guess I really don't have much time for this. Spend most of the time writing songs and well, my personal journals. Nothing I put out in the open!
Lately, I've opted to not listening the news anymore. It's made me much calmer. I watch YouTube on the latest in Iraq, Palestine and Lebanon and my blood begins to boil.
I wonder if there will ever be a day of reckoning.
Listen & Feel - May 1, 2007
I feel compelled to write my first journal entry today. Lately, I haven't kept up with my childhood habit of journaling. I don't know why that is. I have journals dating back to when I was in first grade - they are hilarious. So trivial and yet sublime, the things children consider to be paramount in their little worlds.
Perhaps I don't journal anymore because I write songs and the ocassional play or screenplay that pops into my head. After all, these are snippets of my life and everything ocurring around me, in any given moment.
We are so desensitized these days. Few things make us cry with intensity. Even with laughter, the tears are hidden, silently waiting for the listener to take hold of its anguish. We have little patience or mental space for anything that carries meaning, because this forces us to be conscious and that is a frightening thought to many; to be here, in the moment. We are in a constant state of seeking escape – either through travel, companionship, sex; anything to make us forget about the uneasiness that permeates our everyday lives. Music heightens awareness and existence. It forces us to feel things we don’t usually welcome into our souls. Whenever loneliness and heartache comes knocking at my door, I leave the door half open, pick up my instrument and sing the truth of the moment. Only then, do I feel better.
So get out there - listen and feel!