god does not have a leader board.

No religion is greater than the other. PERIOD. That’s how I feel. That’s how I’ve always felt. It makes me angry to see people resort to violence to defend their religion, and it’s disappointing to see and hear the arrogance and bravado of one religion over others.

I cannot stand “Pray TV” – if tithing is the biblical way of contributing to your faith, why does one need to buy books/videos/recordings/concert tickets from people like Pat Robertson and Joyce Meyer? Is the Bible not enough? I flipped through the dial a few Sundays ago, and another minister on TV was pleading that “if you make a donation of $100, you’re planting the seed.” Yeah, the seed for the tree that grows and hopefully falls on you, douchebag.

Although I’m a Christian, am I supposed to think that I’m “chosen” over other people of other religions? My ex-father-in-law said that “the only way to be a good husband is to be a good Christian husband.” Sorry, all you Jewish, Catholic, Pagan, and Muslim husbands who truly love your wives and families…according to him, you’re all royally fucked. (And that’s one of many reasons that he’s my ex father-in-law.) My ex-wife truly believes that “people don’t need therapy – they should just read their Bibles.” Yet there are Christian therapists worldwide, and just a few weeks ago a megachurch pastor in California killed himself…..how’s THAT theory working out for ya?

Cavemen roamed the earth trillions and quadrillions of years ago, long before the birth of Christ, or any scriptures had been written….did they automatically go to Hell because they had no concept of religion?

And here’s the kicker – the Klan prides itself on being a bunch of God-fearing good Christian men. How has it been OK for them to murder people of different colors and religions for generations, when one of the 10 Commandments clearly states “Thou shall not kill”? Is my bible missing a chapter??

One of my best life lessons was given to me by my college jazz professor in casual conversation. He said “I don’t care if you’re Black, White, man,woman, gay, straight, Muslim, Arab, or whatever….either you can play the gig, or you can’t play the gig.” I truly want to believe that my higher spiritual power has the same mindset, and not a vision equivalent to a Miss America beauty pageant, where one religion is considered first runner-up, and others don’t make the top five.

I’m sure some of my friends who read this will be taken aback – sorry it took me so long to say how I REALLY feel, and that it’s taken me over 35 years to finally say all of this out loud.

creativity.

This flows through me like a river….as it can be very intense, and some days its like a stream, calming and soothing.

Whether it’s brainstorming with my staff for Halloween ideas, or spontaneously thinking of how two different songs work together, so that I can sing one on top of the band playing the other, that part of my brain is always on, from sun up to sundown.

Sometimes it’s snarky, sometimes it’s comforting, but it’s always original.

It’s just me being me.

the back nine.

Had an interesting talk with my therapist before my birthday last month. We talked about focusing on the present and the future, and not the past. Even though I doubt I’ll make it to 100, it was time to take stock of where I am with my life, put a bow on my past, and forgive myself (much easier said than done).

Looking forward

As my therapist said to make the most of this and start a new chapter, without thinking I blurted out “Yep, time for the back nine.” Just like in the game of golf, I’m aware of my mistakes in the first half, and I’m focused on success (in many different ways) in the second half.

The back nine. 😎👍🏽❤️⛳️

the perfect afternoon.

“Blue Eyes, Baby’s got blue eyes. Like a deep blue sky, watching over me.”

King Street in Old Town Alexandria

It is a beautiful afternoon today…one of those days where you listen to or hope you hear your favorite song while sitting in the warm sunshine. Where the sky has that darker shade of royal blue….

These are the days I dream of in slushy, icy January. Going to drink this in as much as I can this afternoon. 🌞🎶❤️