a day in the life of a bowhead


Paul Harvey – Letter from God
March 1, 2009, 10:42 am
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‘go about my business of loving one another.’



ownership
February 28, 2009, 10:50 pm
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When it was evening, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a deserted place, and the hour is now late; send the crowds away so that they may go into the villages and buy food for themselves.” Jesus said to them, “They need not go away; you give them something to eat.”

 

 
Matthew 14:15-16

 

busyness self-involvement egotistical — these are all things that detract us from finding ourself in god. as christians, we hear this, we hear this from the time we are very small. think of others, love others, take care of others, sacrifice for the betterment of others. especially as women, we are brought to think of others first. make your parents happy by doing well, doing as they wish… then make your husband happy as fulfilling his needs of clean house, dinner, etc… then provide things for your children as you go without, live your life secondary to theirs, their needs before your own… its a vicious cycle propagated generation after generation. and when you do find the rare woman who has found the strength to break this cycle, realizing her needs to matter, she is often ostracized. 
in the past, i have felt guilty for the rare times i have seen to a need of mine before a need of my daughters. for instance, i often feel guilty when i purchase a new pair of pants for myself. i should not be spending that money on me, that money should be spent on her. this is the consequence of this patriarchal upbringing that is somehow crumbling in my world… i am finding it oppressive and i cannot live that way anymore. 
i find a new concept ringing in my head… ‘i do matter.’ my needs do matter. someone very recently said to me that my daughter will learn much more from my actions and my taking care of myself than she will from anything i ever say. this is not something that is earth-shatteringly revealing. this i knew,  but i think if you take that in with the above verse… my problems, my needs, my wants, my desires: they do matter – AND I MATTER. i matter as much as the homeless and the hungry. i will continue to help and aide, but i also must start to realize that i am worthy of help and aide. my problems are the world’s problems. the world’s problems are mine. 
its important for me to know this. its important for me to realize, to take into myself. i am learning. 


each of us is better than our record
February 26, 2009, 11:04 pm
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Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.

-1 John 4:78 (NIV)

 

growing up in the south, you often hear of the ‘fire and brimstone’ sunday lessons. the scenes from _footloose_ or _polyanna_ are not that far from the truth of some southern churches, especially those in the smaller burgs.
i can remember being at my grandparent’s house, either with my parents or for my own visit alone. we would travel the few miles down rocky, country roads to the little church center united methodist church. even though i wasnt a member, i was always up in the choir loft with my grandmother. my grandfather was usually at the piano playing. he couldnt read music, so everything was always in the same key and pretty much had the same accompaniment, but i remember his playing and yearn to hear it again. i have his piano now in my house. i can remember right after he died, my sisters had me sit down and play in his place while everyone else stood around and sang. those memories of being in my grandparent’s little country church really do give me a sense of nostalgia. but seriously, i am digressing…
the one thing i remember that was not so ‘awww’ about my grandparent’s church and the sundays spent there is the sermons. i vividly remember the pastor slamming on his pulpit, walking around with the bible held high, and yelling so loud my ears would hurt. in actuality, the pastor was a very nice man. its as if he felt he had to ‘put on a show’. i never really understood this. i never understood the need for such dramatics. 
i am very thankful that my god is a god of love. i am very thankful for redemption. i am very thankful for grace. i am learning to watch words. i am loved. i am love. i am worthy. i am grace-given. i am redeemed. my record will not be held against me. and in that knowledge, i can freely love. i can freely pass on grace, i can freely send out the loving karma to the whole world, even if i do not know them, even if i cannot understand them, even if i will never be forgiven or understood by them. i can do this because my god is love and my god loves me… and i love myself, dearly.


a tag of sorts from jen… for jen
February 20, 2009, 8:32 am
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Here are the rules:

Go to your picture files
Go to your 6th folder.
Go to your 6th picture.
Tell us about it.
Tag 6 friends to do the same.

sea dragon

one of my dearest and oldest friends, rachel, and i met with our kids after a fabulous night of seeing david in annie in chattanooga. chattanooga has one of the best aquariums in the states. it is very beautiful and all-encompassing of the waters. they have now expanded it to include other marine animals, such as a great penguin exhibit and the most amazing butterfly garden. anyway, one of their pride and joys is the seahorse and seadragons. seriously, there are SO many different species and beauties displayed there. i cannot tell you much about this specific seadragon other than it is just that, a seadragon. it looks like seaweed floating and so graceful and beauty ‘personified’. if you are ever in the area of chattanooga, it is very worth your time to visit the aquarium.



without words
January 28, 2009, 2:17 am
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somewhere deep deep inside of me there is a writer. she longs to come out. this has been a constant struggle. i feel the words, thoughts and feelings desperately fighting to emerge, yet nothing comes. there are no words, there are no thoughts and there are no feelings. where does this come from? why is it they are so palpable and yet so unattainable? my coven has amazing writers. writers who write daily, writers who write sporadically, but all of them are so … sigh … beautiful. so sage. so true. so revealing. do i not write because i am then exposing myself? do i not write because the talent is just not there? do i not write because something is wrong with me at a base level? i dont know these answers, but i long for them.

good feelings, precious thoughts and loving embraces are being sent to all of you across the miles on this cold, rainy, icy day.



remembering
January 20, 2009, 7:06 am
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a friend, sorority sister and faith sister of mine lost her husband this weekend. it was not expected. in fact, it was completely utterly without any comprehension. even when it is expected, wanted and a blessing, death is unable to be comprehended. i think god means it to be this way. i think he is being most gracious by our being unable to understand. it gives us opportunities to grow, to have faith and to just believe. it gives us moments to see friends, true friends. it gives us a chance to realize how precious and fleeting life is. how arrogant are we to believe life can or will go on forever! how absurd for us to think as mere humans we can ‘beat the odds’ and go on when it just stands there waiting. for those of us who have experienced a close death, i think we can see a little more clearly the gift that is given us every day, with every breath. i think also those who love someone, truly love someone, who has lost someone very dear is given this gift. the hurt that is seen. the hurt that is shared by proxy. that hurt permeates as much as if it were your own. that hurt causes growth. a growth toward softness. a growth toward loving wholly, unabashedly, without limits. 

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i pray for my sister who has lost her husband. bless her heart and the hearts of her kids. the little girl, not yet 10. the young man, 18 years old and already such a grown up life he’s lived. and my sister… she clung to me when i walked in. and i cried with her. i cried for her. for her family. for me. and for my father.

and i give thanks for my beloved… you know why. 

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thank you
November 28, 2008, 12:50 am
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to my dearest…

thank you. thank you for loving me. thank you for going into places that are uncomfortable for you because of me. you mean more to me than you could imagine. you are the reason my heart keeps beating. you are the reason my love overflows onto those around me. you. you are my heart. you are my soul. you are my anam cara. friendship beyond friendship. love beyond love. god has graced me with you. god has blessed me with the reason for love in this world. love is why we are here and you are my love. one day, someday, we shall be in the same place and bring to this life all that we give to each other now. i love you. for now, for tomorrow, for yesterday, for eternity. 

with all my heart, with all my love, with all my soul, with all that god has made me to be… 

i am yours.



prop 8 — what is this saying?
November 23, 2008, 3:37 am
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wow. so much hatred out there, under the guise of ‘christianity’… if you look throughout history, the carnage wrought by ‘christians’ in the ‘name of god’, honestly, it sickens me. over spring break i was blessed to view a movie ‘constatine’s sword’. it chronicled this carnage throughout history. all ‘in the name of god. what god is this? my god, my creator, my saviour spoke only of love, acceptance, forgiveness and grace. when and how did this become twisted? the answer is really quite simplistic. humanity. humans. we did this, not god. we took this passage or that passage from a book that had been rewritten for political and personal gains and waved this passage high. “THIS IS GOD’S WORD. THIS IS WHAT HE SPOKE.” i often wonder what god thinks of this bastardization of his word, his work, his mission for us as humanity. i think he would be greatly saddened and has been by the persecution wrought throughout the centuries ‘in his name’. persons love to quote leviticus. sigh. but sadly they stand proud, waving the banner of this scripture or that scripture, oftentimes leaving out the following or preceding scripture that quite blatantly rules their banner unfounded. they choose not to read or follow the one that says eating shellfish is as unfavourable to god as others. i am not a bible scholar, i am not trained nor educated in interpreting god’s word. i read god’s word, i interpret it as god speaks to me. i try to discern god’s word and god’s work for my life. all of the ‘rules’ of the old testament were null and void with god’s everlasting covenant, the new covenant with us,  humanity. jesus died for us. jesus gave us pardon. jesus showed us grace. and it is through that grace we no longer need to ‘go through others’ to have a relationship with god. my relationship with god is unlike any other’s relationship with god. this is god’s desire. we are to have our relationship with him, as it is needed by us. no one else is given the right to determine nor dictate to us how we should worship, how we should honour, how we should love our god. god’s one desire is for love to rule. love. not hate. if your actions are truly based in love, you are doing god’s will. but in doing so, you have no right to dictate to me what my relationship should be with my god. 

so proposition 8. those of you who voted in favour of prop 8, answer this simple question… what is it that frightens you? what about this makes you so afraid of who you are and what matters to you? are we seeking to destroy your marriage? are we seeking to tell you that you cannot marry this man because he is a teacher instead of a doctor? are we seeking to tell you that you cannot marry because you are a man and she a woman? americans have destroyed the sanctity of marriage already. you can get married and divorced in the matter of days. there is nothing that holds you to the promises made by you. there is nothing that makes you determine that this is not healthy for you. you have nothing that is keeping you from trying, from hoping, from finding goodness and acceptance and love in your relationships. so why are you doing this to others? some of the most successful and long lasting relationships i have ever experienced are those in which are same sex. they are loving. they are hopeful. they are partners, in every true sense of the word. yet you seek to tell them they do not have the right, as you do, to try, to hope, to love in the same way? what makes you so god-damn special? what god dictates to you that love is wrong? that love is limiting? that love cannot be what love is — accepting and productive and a human representation of god? why are you afraid? because honestly, this is motivated by fear. oppression, limitation, bigotry, it is all rooted in fear. we are afraid. why? i ask you to look deep, delve within yourself and find that grain of truth. look honestly in the mirror and ask yourself, is this truly what god desires for us as a human race. we are all the same. our hearts all beat. our lungs all inhale and exhale air. our stomachs all digest fuel. we all expel that which is not healthy for our bodies. we are the same and our color, our creed, our sex does not make any difference in that fact. in gods eyes, we are beautiful, we are his own creation, we are him. love, hope, faith… are these truly lost in this world of fear? am i really just too idealistic for this world? i dont think so. i think we strive for these things, but allow ourselves to get lost in the rhetoric. screw rhetoric. listen to god, really read what he says. he says to love. period. love. 

so here is keith obermann’s commentary on the passing of proposition 8. it is so well spoken. please listen, really listen and then look into your heart and your being… and hear god.



beyond these walls…
October 15, 2008, 7:31 am
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we are on this earth together

jesus says to love your neighbor

so why don’t we live beyond these walls

if we’re ever gonna reach our hands out

show each other what it’s about

why don’t we love beyond these walls

tell me why don’t we love beyond these walls.

 

my life has drastically changed over the past year. i have lost the one family member who truly accepted me for who i am, with no constraints or walls on that acceptance. i tend to think he would not condemn me for the me i am becoming. it has become lonely in a glaring way. i don’t think my relationships with other family members have really changed in our day to day dealings with each other. they don’t feel the same. i think i understand their feelings. they feel betrayed and abandoned. somehow the bridge between my father and the rest of the family in regards to me was more than what i think any of us thought. i have really thought long and hard on this; and i honestly do not think i am communicating any differently than i have previously. i think the major difference is the buffer wall of information is no longer there to keep them abreast of my life.

i am truly having difficulty with this new reality. i feel as if my life no longer counts. my desires are no longer considered, and in fact, i think they are quite obviously thrown away. my life is no longer my own. and frankly, it pisses me off. during this time of discovery for myself, i am claiming my life.

i move at the pace of a turtle. nothing i do is done quickly. it is extremely frustrating for my partner. i realize this. she is extremely self-assured and always confident in her making the right decisions. i admire that and envy that characteristic in her. i wish i had the ability to make quick decisions and know they will be okay in the end.

the opening quote is from a song written by myself and friends over this past weekend. the show is about differences. it is about how christ teaches us to accept people on their own terms and love them with a love given by christ. honestly, what a wonderful and probably peaceful world this could be if we could just learn to love as christ loved. christ did not judge. christ loved.

i want to take this opportunity to let you all know, i love you. i love you as christ loved. i love you with a love that is non-judgemental, a love that is open and accepting. you are beautiful. you are a gift to everyone who is blessed enough to have you in their life - whatever manifestation that may be. people are in our lives for a short time. does that make them any less important than those meant to be in our lives for years? no. they are just different.

i have been blessed to have amazing friends in my life. some have already left this life. some are not there on a daily basis, but the moment talking recommeces, it is as if no time has passed. some are here for my lifetime. i know you know the poem. it is so beautiful and so true. i think if friends could realize the seasons of friendship, all our lives would be so much more peaceful and fulfilling. letting go is never easy, but when done in love, there is always peace found.

we all yearn for acceptance. we all yearn to belong. it is not easy being on the outside. the ‘box’ is stifling though. my hope for you all is to realize the beauty and peace found in the seasons. we all have our favourites. my favourite is fall. i love the change and hope found in the passing of what is known.  one thing i have learned quite well in this past year is death is not a sad thing. death is another stage of life. death is a passing, a change of seasons.  mourning is necessary. mourning is healthy. we need to mourn the passing from our lives this loved one. but in this passing is a joy found in the celebration of the life spent with us. 

what i yearn for, what i desire most from my family is acceptance. acceptance for who i am, the one they never really have known. the lyrics go on to state how on sunday, at church, we act one way and on monday, another reality is in existence. it’s sad. it saddens me. i think i am the same any day of the week. i do hide parts of myself from those with whom i do not have a close relationship. this is where my family falls. they know the me they think is me; but the reality of who that person is, oftentimes is very different from the actuality. in this new reality of our lives, they are having to adjust to the real me. i feel sorry for them. they have missed out on who i am for so long and now are really having a terrible time equating Me with me.

sending out wave after wave of hope, peace, love and acceptance to all of you… revel in it, love in it and pass it on to those in your life.

- bowhead



He’s not all about Don’t Worry, Be Happy…
September 14, 2008, 9:05 am
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So I was online with Tamika tonight and we started YouTubing together. We came upon a video and it started an avalanche of Bobby-ness… Bobby McFerrin is best known for his song Don’t Worry, Be Happy. He is so much more than that and what you hear in that song. Seriously, this is one of the most talented musicians that has ever lived. And what his love is not singing, but rather conducting. I had the huge privilege of seeing him conduct the Nashville Symphony several years ago and I was absolutely blown away. I told Tamika tonight as we watched one video that shows him conducting that to watch him was seeing poetry in motion. He is just breath-taking. Anyway, I thought I would share some of the videos I have been watching tonight.

On Bach:

Jazz:

with Chick Corea:

with Richard Bona:

at Warsaw Jazz

with Taylor McFerrin

with Aziza Mustafa Zadeh

with Anita Vitale

Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed seeing maybe a different side of Bobby from what you knew before. And one final word unrelated to Bobby McFerrin…