It's august, the heat wave across Los Angeles is almost killing my plants. I've been a plant doctor the last few days... a water boy... searching for shade. I'm enjoying the process of being a caregiver for my little green friends. I often have things to say without a place i wish to say them so I just stare into the pacific void dreaming... but happy to say with this new website perhaps I can get some thoughts on digital paper so to speak, without much effort. A keyboard and a screen is all it takes now and a fresh cup of tea and wonder.
I often see words... today they said:
"Matt... Ya know how the bud of a flower looks? Already attractive, special, and unique yet still barely hinting at the splendor and magnificence to come. Oblivious itself of how its presence will add to the world. Well, that's what you remind me of."
Hmmm.. bud of a flower... unique... splendor…. strong words indeed. It reminded me of something, a song I wrote called 'Gone". It's a song about the little things we all face in life and how even though it looks dark and spooky sometimes, we're all just waiting for the sun to rise... and it will rise again, in this life or the next. Flowers do the things they do... always... I love how the earth just relentlessly proves that nothing is really needed to keep it all running. Magnificent things are coming for us all and yes, we all, add to the world. Lets make it a good addition, wouldn't you say. It's mid-august, the winds of winter and autumn are knocking on the door of inevitability, santa is around the corner but first... a little spook is on the horizon. Try to remember how special you are, that’s what I have to say today. You deserve it.
"Hold your hands up to touch the silver when it comes, but keep a jacket close."
-me still