Autumn’s Dance

Autumn's Dance

I painted and wrote this in dedication to my favorite season. Here comes fall!

Autumn’s Dance

Silver ribbons, hazy grey,
Gentle shadows, steal the day.
Breezes whisper, through the leaves,
Branches sway and, set them free.

Gliding slowly, to the ground,
Fiery leaves make, not a sound.
‘Til they join the, sea below,
Watching raindrops, as they go.

Streaks of moonlight, break the grey,
Shine on pumpkins, like the day.
Winds blow briskly, stirring leaves,
Now they swirl so, wild and free.

Flying high a-, ‘bove the ground,
Trav’ling birds all, sing and sound.
Watching o’er the, scene below,
Autumn’s dance is, soon to go.

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Twenty-Four Days

Twenty-four days. It’s so interesting to me the way time works. If I told you that you had twenty-four days to live, you would probably be devastated. “24 days? I don’t have much time left.” But then again, if I said that you have to live in a glass box with no access to the outside world for twenty-four days, it would seem like an eternity. “24 days? I don’t think I can do this for that long.” Well, I have that same strange perception of time right now.

For me twenty-four is the number of days standing between myself and my future. It’s both short and yet still so distant because I am less than four weeks from pure, blissful freedom. Not the kind that schoolkids dream of while waiting for summer break. Not freedom to do nothing, but rather freedom to do what I love: Music. Even still, that’s twenty-four days of fighting, pushing, getting through the daily grind.

In the meantime I am making the most of my time. Preparing, learning, living, but always daydreaming. Maybe pursuing the only calling that has ever felt like home will not be what I hope. Maybe a dark road lies ahead. Maybe that road never ends for me. But then again, so what? I can’t second guess my dreams because the second I do that, I accept mediocrity. I accept a life that I am not meant to lead.

So what if these twenty-four days are easier, more hopeful, and brighter than the next? All I know is that in four short/long weeks, I will be on my way: a guitar in my hand, lyrics on my tongue, and music in my heart.

So bring it on, future.


Going For It

Going For It

I decided today after waiting for an eternity on something with a particular promoter to come through, that I would just move on and move up. So I’m going for it. I’m gonna get my name out there, self-promote, and make it happen. Thus far, I have had a rapid outpouring of support on Facebook from my friends and family. It has been incredibly encouraging. Now, I hope to slowly but surely expand these two groups to surrounding circles. I want to do what I love for people who love me, in hopes doing my part to spread love across the world.

So follow this link and help me go for it.