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img_1946  SUNDAY, OCT 9, 2016 

1:30 pm

East Brunswick Public Library, 2 Civic Center Drive. NJ

 I’ve attended the Harper’s Escape weekend intensive maybe 6 times, and now that I’ve finally gotten the ‘hang’ of it, it’s ending.  After 25 years Kathy, the director, and one of my most favorite teachers,  is retiring this event.  So sad.  But, I do understand.    The details above is for the final public concert that completes the weekend event.  I’ll be there and, it’s free.  Come!  It’s always a full house so get there early for a good seat, not that it matters.

 

 

harpdoodle-001Taking up the harp at 50 changed my life brain.  Switching from piano to harp as my primary musical instrument was a learning curve that proved frustrating, challenging, and incredibly rewarding.  More on that another time.  Suffice it to say, 8 fingers on 36 strings, re-wired my brain in ways only a yogi could understand….or a brain scientist.

Next year Kathy is taking a group to Ireland!  OMG.  For those who know me,  you know how much I want to go on that trip!aran-islands-inisheer-001  In August, 2002 my daughter and I traveled there and searched for all-things-harp for 2 weeks. We landed in Shannon and made our way to  Galway during  the big horse race event. We journeyed thru dense fog to Inisheer, one of the  Aran Islands.  We drove on the wrong right long straight road running from the west coast all the way to way to Dublin. The only harp I found was  in a glass case at Trinity Library and I wrote about it here. Of course there were images of harps on coins and beer cans everywhere, but, no harp music anywhere.  Still, the music we did find was damn good!  Money is tight right now so maybe I’ll crowdfund the trip?  If everyone I know/love could send me $5. I bet that might get me there!  I’ll be happy to entertain you all with my harp when I return.

Just kidding….

 

 

Anyway, Wally, a Camac Aziliz, (who I still want to swap/sell/trade  for a Fisher) needs some serious tuning after a hot, humid summer and weeks of neglect.  But, he’ll sing next weekend at the Harpers Escape for sure.

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 Learning to play the harp, and developing a repetoire that suits me and my abilities has been so much fun.  It’s taken me to places both musical and geographical that wouldn’t have happened otherwise. I am blessed.

Here’s a story I wrote about one such experience.  It happened in July, 2007.

Come to this concert….your heart will thank you. 

                                                                    May all beings feel love.  willaangelina-001

 

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Dad 001I have so many questions for you today. I wish you were here. I miss the quiet, calm, presence we shared when we sat together. What would you make of this world in 2016?  I’d love to hear what you’d say regarding the current political situation!  And, there’s no doubt in my mind that you’d be sitting with at least half a dozen digital screens around you….you were pre-geek.

Well, wherever you are now, may it be peaceful, loving, and kind.
Love,
Your Daughter

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meandmona A few weeks ago while at the Grounds for Sculpture (GFS) with Storyteller’s Mosaic I told a story about Paris and seeing the Mona Lisa. It was a fun day for everyone.  The weather was wonderful and the Grounds were  a spectacular backdrop to the event.  Truly, the GFS is NJ’s best kept secret.

It’s fascinating to me what gets stirred up in the universe when we tell a story…..spiritually & energetically.  Storytelling, for me, has a magical component that I can’t really describe in words, but here’s more of what has happened regarding this story…..

Weeks earlier, while preparing my story someone had told me about an ‘interactive’  display somewhere at the GFS which included the Mona Lisa.  So, after we had checked in and found our ‘stage’ I went looking for her……again…..and the photo on the left delightfully displays my success in finding her……….again!

The telling of the story went well and I breathed a sigh of relief and ease when it was over.  I included a line about going” right over there to have your picture taken with Mona Lisa!”    After leaving the stage I was approached by another storyteller who had just returned from Paris and pulled out his iPhone to show me his picture of Mona, with him in it.  I showed him mine too!  A funny moment for sure!

The day after the event I was flipping channels on the tv.  I paused at one of those newsmagazine show’s because they were doing a segment on the Mona Lisa at the Louvre and the utter chaos & rudeness that occurs in the room where she is displayed…..which was my experience too, of course, but here ?   now?  on my tv………… a coincidence?   I’ve read about how ones computer and other digital devices can become highly personalized these days…without our conscious intent…but?

Yesterday, someone I know from another piece of my life approached me in the local arts and crafts store.   It was a surprise to see each other and we met in the middle of the aisle among the paints & paintbrushes to chat.  Then she mentioned that she was shopping for some ideas on how to create her Halloween costume…..she planned to be……….yup, you guessed it…..Mona Lisa.  …and did I have any ideas about how she could do that?   Really!?  She had no knowledge of me going to Paris, or telling stories, or anything that made sense.

Anyway, it all feels a little silly and not really worthy of a blog post……….but the Yogi’s have taught us that “energy follows attention” so by writing and talking about the Mona Lisa I have simply opened up the channels for more of the same.  Hmmm.   We’ll see what happens next.

Happy New Moon……

 

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I’ve been back for nearly a month now, yet Paris lingers in my mind.  The Eifel Tower was my #1 must see and we got there on the first day.  The night before, we wandered around an amusement park near our hotel and when we got near the top of our ferris wheel ride I got my first glimpse!  So exciting!  Hard to get the *feel* of it all from my pictures….need to improve my photography skills- but, if you click on the photos’s to make them bigger you might feel the awe that I felt.

….more later

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Heading to the NJ State Folk Festival this weekend where I’ll see one of my favorite harp teachers.  I’m really excited to hear some current folk music.   It’s been a while.   As a “baby-boomer-extraordinaire” I spent countless hours listening to people like Joni Mitchell, James Taylor, and Tim something?……   It’s a maritime theme this year and I just attended a local photowalk and took these pictures (scroll down) experimenting with b/w in the fog. I rarely spend time around boats so the sychronicity is hard to ignore.

Music touches and heals us like no other activity. It’s A Documented Truth. Playing instruments, singing songs, or listening to others play and sing lights up our brain cells and activates the neural plasticity that is being written about so frequently now.

That yod I mentioned yesterday….it’s energizing my Sun in ways that are amazing to experience…physically, mentally, and most obvious (to me) synchronistically.   Does that make sense?  It’s hard to verbalize.

Time to go learn Row, Row, Row your Boat on my harp……

Jai Bhagwan…..

 

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Sam_JeanThis Sunday is The NJ Storyteller’s Festival and I’ll be on a stage at 4pm. Me and stages have had a comfortable relationship thruout my life. I’ve been on them many times, for many reasons, with groups and solo a lot, too. But, this time, it feels really new and different and scary/exciting…….

I’m telling a personal story that my parents might seriously disapprove of. But, I am soon to be 65 and they are both, long gone as is everyone that I know of in their generation. I am the elder now……daunting.   And, this story did indeed impact my life in ways that are so much clearer today.

This is a photo of my mother and Uncle Sam, her brother, who was a favorite uncle until he disappeared from my life.

Being a Scorpio, life can be a mystery to me much of the time.  Being born in a family that had ‘secrets’ fueled my curiosity in ways that continue even today.

If you’re in or around the Grounds for Sculpture in NJ (a fabulous backdrop to the day!) come and hear some stories…….  maybe you’ll get inspired to tell your own?

 

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I came across this old post and thought you should re-read it now that the Cardinal Cross is here.

Waking up to ice on my windshield on April 15 is a stunning reminder that things are indeed changing.

…more later

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Live!  From the dead!  Asbury Park lives on!

Here’re a few early morning photo’s taken from my favorite beach spot before they closed it down to the ‘locals’…….  wow, it’s a transformational moment for sure.  (click on the photo’s for a larger vies)  I’ll try to add some more as the weekend unfolds.  It’s interesting that it’s all happening under a retrograde Venus and a Solar Eclipse.

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I am in need of music that would flow, over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, with melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.

Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head.  And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody: A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool heart, that sinks through fading colors deep to the subaqueous stillness of the sea, and floats forever in a moon-green pool, held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.

–elizabeth bishop

Neptune approaches Pisces.  Ommmmmmmmmm.

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