1.The Poetry Spoken Here Tent at York Arts Fest:
The prophets are out in the streets
picking up the threads of the story.
The shamans, the healers,
the truth-tellers all,
singing and howling,
whispering at the top of their lungs.
This is how the wind changes, my people.
This is how the paradigm shifts.
Give my poets a megaphone.
2. Last night, we discovered a little online program-thing called Noteflight, which I can use to separate the tenor or bass line from a hymn so Ellis can see it by itself to make for easier reading. Also, yesterday, he got his trombone at school. After an hour or more of playing our instruments along with the tenor line of Ode to Joy, an exhausted and light-headed boy rhapsodized, “I love this! I love this program! I love music!” May it be ever so.
3. Sandra. Thank you for folding the laundry. My goodness. Thank you for inspiring my boys. Thank you for being part of our village.
4. Heather Shining Stone Woman. So good to see you. Thankyou for the treasures. My heart is over-flowing. You gave me so much more than stones. . .
5. Creativity and the Muses. That Radiolab moment today when they interviewed Elizabeth Gilbert. I almost needed to park the car by the side of the road so I could get out and jump up and down.
May we all find our voices.