What a Week!

What a Week….purchased a new car…experienced the hyped Solar Eclipse…and learned that my much loved boss is leaving for another company, all while Trump and his speeches (each a different tone) played the background music of the week.

Through it all on Wednesday evening, I had the idea to check out The Grotto. The pamphlet I picked up has the official name of “The National Sanctuary of Our Sorrowful Mother” on it. It was founded in 1924. Over the years, the Shrine, became known throughout North America as a center of devotion to Our Lady and as “A place of solitude, peace and prayer” with tributes to Jesus, Mary and various saints throughout the 62 acre gardens. My Mom would have loved this place! Mark and I had visited The Grotto at Christmas when we were told about the incredible Christmas lights displayed. It was an amazing show. I had been meaning to check out the Gardens ever since but didn’t do so till the inspiration came to visit this week.

Upon arrival, I went into the Gift Shop to learn more. I discovered that there is a $5. entrance fee to ride up the elevator that takes you to the “Upper Gardens”.   It was well worth it. As I walked along the path, I instantly felt the Presence of Spirit and my Mom! You can see that it is lovingly cared for….New Guinea Impatiens had recently been planted and the towering pines provided shelter, solitude and a respite from the hectic world outside. I walked reverently along the path, soaking in the peaceful Presence.

After a while, I discovered a Labyrinth. I placed my things on a bench and walked into the path. As I followed the twists and turns, I opened my heart and thought of my family, both immediate and extended, saying silent prayers for all, then broadened my prayers to friends. I thought of the Labyrinths in the San Francisco that I had the pleasure of walking a number of times. 1. Grace Cathedral, 2. Mercy Center in Burlingame, 3. Lands End and 4. John McClaren Park. Walking a labyrinth is a form of meditation for me.

Per usual, after finishing the walk, I pulled out my journal. I wrote down my thoughts then switched to my left hand (I talk about writing with your non-dominant hand in my book, chapter 3). As always, the guidance that came through was spot on: “We love you and encourage you to keep your heart open as you go thru your days. Bless Trump as he and his craziness illuminates what needs changing in this world. Continue to spread the Good News in your own special way.” Perfect. Thank-You!

I descended back down the elevator stopping in the Gift Shop to pick up the exquisite statue of St. Francis I had purchased upon walking in. Life is full of Blessings and though this week had its share of ups and downs, the Presence of Spirit helped me when I needed it!

 

 

 

Distinctive Voice

Michael MacDonald walked out on the stage at 7pm on the dot, sat down at the piano, and before I knew it his soulful, sultry, smooth voice coupled with the rich notes of the keyboard, his back up singers and band had moved me to tears. He belted out “Yah Mo Be There”, a song I used to play over and over and I was instantly transported back in time, I saw myself sitting in my dining room in Seattle, headphones on as I sang to the CD turning round in the disc player. Mark looked at me as I was wiping tears from my eyes. I was completely overwhelmed with feelings. Music is truly transcendent, I thought as I stood there allowing the vibration and energy of the music to move me. I couldn’t find the words to tell Mark why tears were running down my cheeks. I just kept wiping my eyes grateful for music that moves me.   I first became aware of Michael’s distinctive voice in the 70’s when he was lead singer for the Doobie Bros. Then would hear his voice on various Steely Dan songs as well. His set included many of the old favorites and new songs as he has a new album available September 15th. As I listened to the lyrics of this new song titled, “Find It In Your Heart” I was struck with how his message was the same as my Chapter 5 titled “Let Your Heart Lead You” in my book that was published 3 years ago. http://amzn.to/2uTo4Ic The message being, just as he sang “find it in your heart; get out of your head”! I laughed as I thought of my favorite quote from that chapter: “I believe the heart whispers, where the head isn’t shy about yelling its demands”.   I think it is challenging to get out of our heads. I continue to work on listening to the whispers of the heart!

We were at Maryhill Winery, located in Goldendale, WA (about 1 hour 45 minuets east of Portland) last night watching the concert. When the schedule was released earlier this year, I saw that Michael MacDonald and Boz Scaggs were performing on August 12th. “Let’s Go!” Mark replied to my inquiry of “What do you think?”. We both thought that they would be sharing the stage but that wasn’t the case. Michael performed for an hour + 15 minutes or so and then there was an intermission of a ½ hour while the roadies changed up the stage and prepared it for Boz.

The grand piano for Michael was replaced with a number of guitars all lined up. Boz played each and every one. I was transported again but this time way back to Purdue days when the Silk Degrees album was the staple of parties/turntables. Listening to Boz, the term “Distinctive Voices” came to me. That’s It! I thought, both Boz and Michael have signature sounds with their respective voices. I can write a blog post with that title! Yeah!! Boz looks and sings as if he is ageless. He sang “Some Change” from his 1994 album of the same title. I knew all the words as I had purchased the CD in 2002. I remembered so many details of why I bought the album (I was at Tower Records in Queen Anne and heard it playing) and the guy I’d been dating at the time that had broke my heart. Like Michael, Boz has a sultry, soulful, smooth voice but yet it is also completely different. When the instrumental from Harbor Lights began you could hear the cheer from the audience. Boz captivated us all with many of the old hits but his close was a nearly 15 minute classic called “somebody loan me a dime”. The blues influenced his work, no doubt, and this tune showcased Boz at his best. The crowd was standing and clapping after another hour and 15 minutes in the company of Genius!

It made me think of the fact, as well, that we all have our own distinctive voices. What’s yours? It can be the spoken word, the written word, or not a word or voice at all but  how your present yourself to the world?!?  We are all as individual as our fingerprints.  And that’s a good thing!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Creative Expression

This past week was hectic and hot! I was thrilled to play host to one of my Marian College friends and her son. TD (Terri Daily now Terri Arnold after many years of marriage to Arni) and her son Alex arrived last Sunday evening. They had left Indiana Weds afternoon taking their time as they drove west. The trip spurred on because Alex, who has been intrigued with the idea of moving to Portland for a while, had a 2nd job interview scheduled for August 3rd. I was delighted to have the company of TD and Alex, and be able to share our new city with them (Kennedy School, Portland City Grill, The Deck, and a bike trail). A constant theme seemed to be “Creative Expression”, given that Alex is a musician, composes music and plays in a few bands. When I saw TD in June at our “college girlfriend trip to Wisconsin”, I had gifted her with one of my favorite blank sketchbooks, encouraging her to draw/sketch/write again. The three of us had multiple conversations centered round the importance of expressing oneself creatively.

One of the most prolific, creative woman I know is my dear friend Susan. We met at a trade show in Vegas when both sharing a booth while promoting our respective lines of greeting cards/gifts. Susan and I bonded immediately; our shared Midwest upbringings wove a common thread. We went on to share booths at both Vegas and Atlanta gift shows. It was always the best part of the show, being able to hang with Susan for 5 days! She would encourage me to sketch the people walking the aisles of the show. She was adept at capturing likeness where I struggled (I’m most comfortable with Nature instead of people). I love being witness to her Instagram and Facebook feeds. Creativity exudes from the postings of cookies made, dolls for her granddaughter made, smocked dresses for her granddaughter made, innumerable knitting projects, not to mention the amazing Quilted Woman series and most recently her Fashion Illustration series. Check out her website: http://www.susanschmittart.com. Besides all that, she’s one of the most witty and fun people I know (and I know many!).

What do you do for expressing creativity? Writing, singing, dancing, cooking/baking, gardening, drawing, painting, knitting, sewing, designing, coding, playing music, playing with children, playing at anything…the list is endless. I believe it is imperative that we create.  When you think about it, we are walking expressions of creativity in how we dress, wear our hair, etc….each and every day. Go out and have some creative FUN

Yesterday evening we rode our bikes over to Peninsula Park where the Portland Symphony  performed.  I love hearing Symphony music played outdoors.  The perfect venue and thankfully the temperature was perfect as well (intense heat gone).  I gave thanks for the musicians expressing their creativity for all of us to enJOY…and the Portland Parks and Rec department for bringing music to the neighborhoods!

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Friends from Marian College days through today! Me and TD!
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TD and her son Alex, he’s embarking on a building a new life “out west”!
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Portland Outdoor Symphony Concert at Peninsula Park on Saturday evening Aug 5th, ’17
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a quick sketch (see I need help with people!) of the outdoor concert.