Thursday, January 26, 2017

Rise up: Single is my new Strong Suit

I'm not one for sugar-coating anything. I'm hurt. I'm scared. I am thirty-nine years old and maybe for the very first time in nearly four decades....I am truly single. Alone, no phone numbers, no back-up, no anyone.

Me Shooting Long bow to RISE UP

I spent the better part of a week in a sloppy, sad pity party for myself and then I sat up and realized that everything is just beginning if I so choose it to be.

Relationships are hard. My Divorce feels like a big red "F" on my life's report card. My heart recently got broken (again.) and I find myself less angry or confused or blaming; but single-focused.

Instead of running through the laundry list of my faults or possible reasons things don't work out in my relationships I am turning into myself-Full introspection.

Full acceptance.

I've gained and lost weight and beat myself up about it. I have had mood swings that could make a typhoon peel back. I have made mistakes, earned some karma and I'm still standing. It is easier to point a finger or blame old partners for "this" and "that" but I'm too old now and I know better. Whatever happened, happened because I either allowed it, caused it, or attracted some low vibrational energy that I ( I repeat) that I was putting out into the relationship. So here I am. Sweet.

I'm not looking for a "hoo-rah." I don't want pity or pats on the back in some thin-solidarity singledom-pep rally. I think I'm sharing this post and video because the bottom line is when life kicks you in the guts the point is that we have the choice.

We have the choice to see ourselves as able and worthy; NOT entitled. We have the choice to NOT hold on to anger or past mistakes, but instead, to look to the future with the seasoned eyes of a human who has hurt and healed (or is still healing..) and had to claw back from a dark, vapid, easy-to-fall-into-place.

If only one man or woman reads this, watches my silly video of my empowering hobby of archery and thinks to themselves: "I can rise up." or " It gets a little better day by day." Then that is worth everything to me. I am alone. I have one family member miles away and three beautiful kids to raise but in times like these I am alone. The thing I choose right now is to trust myself.

The best gift, I think anyway, that we can give ourselves is the truth and the trust we deserve about who we are, who we've been and most importantly, who we want to be.

I want to be strong. I want to be happy. I want to be better than I was yesterday, last week, last year. Maybe I'm knocking on forty's door...and I'm carrying some strings and baggage but I choose to be a better decision-maker, life-liver and love-giver, today, right now....
fully single and nose-deep in my strong suit.

So whatever you might be facing today. Whatever ugly doubt is trying to convince you that you can't do it...RISE up. RISE UP a little, a lot, for a minute, for a year...just keep RISING until you don't ever question your God-given right to do so.

I love you, I love me, I love throwing fast arrows with a bow, I even love some of my "extra padding" that my ex-boyfriend hated, so love yourself, love each other. Love.
"Shimmer with a smile. Life is hard, bloom anyway."

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

A Review: John Mayer and The Search for Everything...found.

It doesn't surprise me that my future-second husband, John Mayer is what it took to inspire me to write again. His new album titled: "The Search for Everything" has been partially released as Wave One and delivers solace, beauty, introspection and the kind of ethereal longing and living true fans have come to know him for.

I watched live on Facebook when he answered questions and spoke about what and why he is here now singing from this active voice of love and growth. He didn't answer anything I asked, but that is par for me.

The four songs on Wave One have everything you (read: I) could need. To me, it feels like a cross between Battle Studies, (but less over-produced and more authentic.) and Room for Squares.  Don't get me wrong, I love Battle Studies; but I love his true voice as-is rather than when it gets a bit remastered. I'm the gal that likes to hear his pauses, the breath in-take and the little grovels that appear and disappear like tides in the ocean of effervescence in his voice.

The weight is like that of Battle Studies, but it has the depth and "balls-out" energy of his early days in 2001's album "Room for Squares." His music, nearly sixteen years later, solidly stands in that initial innocence of purity, or how I see it, the rediscovered awakened innocence of having lived, loved, lost and learned more.

"Moving on and Getting Over" has the funk of his insatiable hunger for true jazz and blues but he manages to keep it commercial enough for the masses that don't appreciate how hard and dirty some of the true blues he's played and pulled off like the old-timers. The song is a bit forlorn, yet anthemic and feels like you've just put on that cherished old sweet-smelly sweater you thought you had lost. I love it. I play it on repeat while practicing my recurve bow and arrow or when I'm trying not to cry in the shower.

"Changing" has the whiny-guitar folksy sound that only he resonates. It starts out like a singer-songwriter's dream and then smacks you with his magical fingers manipulating the guitar and your heart. His ability to write music that speaks love and affirmation astounds me. "I am not done...changing." are words to live by whether you are nine or ninety. It is a permissive song to himself, but also to those of us who find our lives toggling between thirty and forty and taking stock unapologetically making tweaks to see what serves our purpose best.

"Love on the Weekend" will be the first chart-topper. He released this one when he did the live Q&A on Facebook. It's pop-y, but still stands true to his voice and melody of Continiuum and some songs off my favorite album of all times: "Born and Raised." He sings with adoration and that lust-drunk place when you finally love yourself enough to share that love with someone else. It's catchy and happy and 100% John Mayer. Listen for it, you'll be slow-dancing with someone or making love to it in the near future...on some weekend, no less.

"You're Gonna Live Forever In Me" is a song that sounds like he merged with Billy Joel, Nick Drake, and channeled some Simon and Garfunkel. The lyricism is poetic.  The scratchy strained voice is wholesome and melancholic whilst still staying in that contemplative upbeat place of walking through New York City with both hands in pockets, whistling in surrender with a touch of hope.

There is no good reason, arguably, or otherwise, NOT to buy, listen to and love this first portion of "The Search for Everything." There just isn't. If you can't relate or connect with either the words, perfect musicality or vibration he is putting out into the world then your soul is perhaps in the lemming-line of false music or just lost...your soul is lost.

Let it be found here with him.

John, I love you the way a child loves a teddy bear that got them through life's ugliness and awkward days. Your voice teaches me, hurts me, and heals always has. I feel like I grew up with you since your first album and now, still, in the single, somedays-very sad new life I'm forging, you bring sound-snuggles and light. Thank you.

"Shimmer with a smile. Life is hard, bloom anyway."