Category Archives: Imagination

Gently Down The Stream

The older you get, the more and more fishing trips become less and less about catching fish.

Norman Maclean wrote in A River Runs Through It, “One of life’s quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful…”

I had the opportunity to float twelve miles of the North Platte River today. I entered the stream with the quote above and wrestled with it for all twelve miles.

Life is but a dream.

Author something beautiful with it.

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Few yes’s and many no’s

It’s been said that every yes we commit to is coupled with 99 no’s. I believe this is true and then some.

When you say yes to this moment, today, you actively participate in writing what will eventually be the past and you will also be writing the preamble of your tomorrow’s. How beautiful is it to grasp just how connected right now is to our past and our future?

I’ve yet to hear a eulogy quote a tweet, recollect time spent in one’s inbox, or hold high an Angry Birds IQ.

I’m glad I did…. > I wish I had….

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A Poem: Where to?

Hands resting. Waiting. Wondering where they’re best used.

Eyes opened. Ready. Eager to see something typically unseen.

Ears on. Available. Here to hear.

Feet set. Prepared. Open for sprint, walk, or waltz. Just wanting to move in, with, and towards the music.

Mouth muted. Full of questions.

So?

Where to?

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Weirdo.

After another negative news story in the background this evening, I turned the television off.

Off. Not muted or paused. Off.

Jazz has always felt appropriate as the moon swaps places with the sun, so I went with Miles Davis and shifted the mood. Eventually, the playlist led to a track called ‘Weirdo’. Something changed in that moment. The air became cleaner. Creativity fluttered. The food even tasted better.

Thank you clarity. Thank you Miles. And sweet Muse, please keep leading us away from our unnecessary and often blinding routines.

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Emotional Intelligence

Emotional intelligence knows what is contagious. A life in pursuit of musical hope is and one that sits still in quiet desperation is not.

Emotional intelligence seconds Richard Bach when he states, “Argue for your limitations, and sure enough they’re yours.”

Emotional intelligence reads between the lines and sets up office there too.

Emotional intelligence understands the hope for everyone to understand, but knows that not everyone will.

Emotional intelligence, when shined upon, casts shadows of beauty, meaning, and purpose.

Emotional intelligence makes your art artsy.

In the end, emotional intelligence will trade math, science, and grammar any day for flow, vibe, design, and feel.

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