reflections on improv and life
I’m grateful for friends who share deeply with me. This brief reflection was inspired by the struggle of a dear friend and my attempts to reflect on how aspects of his experience might be shared by many…including me.
I’m grateful for friends who share deeply with me. This brief reflection was inspired by the struggle of a dear friend and my attempts to reflect on how aspects of his experience might be shared by many…including me.
Thanks for making it this far with my countdown. If you haven’t read parts one, two, or three, please check them out first and then come back here to continue the journey together. Your comments are welcome, as always.
(Part 1 of this series is here.) How do you connect with something to inspire yourself? Some people seem to constantly be searching for it. Others seem to always have it inside themselves, ready at a moment’s notice. Creativity requires inspiration. You may call it something else. The point is that the sort of projects
After the Light Beings appeared at Columcille for Samhain, I said that I would be publishing a video with a new, original score. Like so many creative projects, I procrastinated, delaying the publishing of this beautiful event. Everything in my life became more important than this project I had promised to myself. I’ve written before about
I’m very curious about creativity and inspiration: Where does creativity come from? How different is it for each person? What makes human beings creative? What is the creative process for each artist and why does it seem to be so different for individual creative people? Can science verify anything about creativity and what inspires us
Last night, an awesome group of people (that I get to “play” with almost every week) were part of an incredible Samhain celebration at Columcille Megalith Park. Each of them — Anita, Brad, Brian, Heidi, Jill, Patti, Sage, Sue, Susan, and Susanne — were brilliant (if you’ll pardon the pun) as Light Beings for the festive
The moon does not blaze its way From the cusp of the horizon To the heights of the atmosphere. It is content to meander slowly, Incrementally From the tops of the ridges To the apex of its nightly rounds. There, with its reflected brilliance (Shining alike on cloud and clear) The moon (Without judgment or
Beautiful Delaware Water Gap, a photo by muz4now on Flickr. This is just around the bend of the Delaware River from our house. Amazing what beauty there is in our own neighborhood. Enjoy the beauty where you are! Playful blessings, Stan
There are ever-expanding Circles that I am part of. Some encompass just you and me. Others? The whole race. I long to be part of that more Giant whole and often sense The grace in that. Other times, that global circle Is too much abstraction and I long only to join with you In mutual
In the late 1980’s, I left my former profession and moved to California to “do music and nothing else”. Just saying that was not enough. I quickly found out that I had to pay the bills. And those California bills were considerably more costly than the ones I had left behind in Texas. At many