Saber Bien

llorar
tears for friends passed
orgullo
too much pride to ask for help
too much talent to guess at their pain
smoke and mirrors
anestesia
drugs and distractions
smiles and laughter
intensity of the highs and lows
elation and destruction

doler
i know it well

but it's not yet too late
prisa
to chip away my facade
of guarded strength
vivir
to live through the lows
to love the highs

amar
to know it all well

Hope and Storytelling

I had an enlightening meeting yesterday with a songwriter. I'm trying to expand my network, come out from under the rock I've been hiding, learn a little from the experience of those that have traveled (or are traveling) my same road. I am so grateful to those who share their time with me, their knowledge, their opinions and their insight.

I get complacent. Afraid. Frustrated. Bored. Hmmm. So every couple of years I change it up, jump headfirst into something I know little about, but am determined to master. A few years back it was jazz. Then it was guitar. Now it's storytelling.

Master any of them I have yet to do. But I am excited for the bumps in the road and the journey, regardless of destination.