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. 🌞🎶❤️