It’s like what Chip ( my manager/the visionary/”the boss”) has always told me…He reminds me of a simple truth that inspiration can come from anywhere. It made it easier to just live life, every day and not feel as if I didn’t get to a patchy field or meadow with the sun setting and my journal in hand as the wind is creating my new chorus…well, that I wouldn’t do my job and write these songs and “poetry”…I just woke up and can tell I’m in a mood!!!
Anyhow, I found some time yesterday to finally sit still for a few hours. The house was empty and the door open, and my swollen throat and stuffy nose reminded me of how beautiful it is to have this time of year. Everything in L.A. happens so fast, even the weather, and most of all the seasons. We bake and bake and then “freeze and freeze” (quiet non west coasters, to US it gets cold!)…and to our surprises each and every time it rains or gets to be 100 degrees, it’s as if it were happening for the first time EVER.
And yet somewhere between and on either side there are a few weeks where the air and the sky and the sounds are so perfect, you hardly believe its real.
And you wonder if you haven’t gone crazy ( well, I do this often without this phenomenon) and found yourself on one giant Hollywood location movie shoot.
So the door is open, I’m alone, the windows and the air and even my skin tells me it’s OK to just let go, to just BE and escape my mind, escape the constant of original thought and pursued meaning…
I’ve been waiting to marathon ‘The United States of Tara’ on Showtime…
Unlike every other show I visit as my weekly friend, this one is special to me. And I’ve waited for just the right time to watch it.
It fascinates me…it comforts me…it makes me laugh and care and in its low key way. It keeps me RIVITED!!
I can’t explain it, but I find it so beautiful, like when I catch a glimpse of my Josh reading his book when he doesn’t realize I’m watching…and I smile and everything goes away…everything makes sense.
U.S. of Tara is a brilliant show in my opinion and I’m sharing it with you today in case you don’t know about it. I rewinded this one part 5 times to see how many different interpretations I could find in each line of what SHE says to the MAN in the basement…its the kind of truth in writing that stays with you…makes you better…makes you awake…and for me, thankful.
“…of course the pitfall of choosing someone for safety is that we come to resent them…over time…a little.
But Love loves it all.
But Love has to see it.
Love can’t be left in the dark…”
http://www.sho.com/site/tara/home.do
Peace,
be you,
Jake
I can see you sitting there…in your home…it is funny, I have been wanting to find a field, or by the river, in the mountains to be me and to write, yet i can do that here in my home and it is thrilling in a way to be able to go to a place in me, in any environment or any situation, and create something that heals you or can touch someone…I love you my friend, Jake, I love you!