So it seems another year has passed by. Another pink moon, blessed by the red moon eclipse, followed by Easter as most people call it.
I celebrate Eostre and Ishtar this time of year.
Both beautiful strong goddesses that bring the combined message of War, Sex, Love, Fertility, Birth and of course rebirth.
The shedding off of skin in order to make room for new skin. New Ideas, New Art, and New Love.
I’ve been working on a batch of new songs lately, feeling thankful to all of you that have reminded me what I’m doing isn’t entirely selfish, but to hopefully be heard and affective to you. I feel humbled, and appreciative and ready to embrace this new path and in light of that, decided to post my favorite song from my EP, “Solstice” and tell you a bit about why I wrote it and where I’m heading towards next.
Solstice, I wrote in a time of confusion, to illustrate my weaknesses. As much as I like to take the high road and strive for the esoteric and the earth, the naturally formed crystals, getting back to the root of all roots. The Book of the Dead, I was reading at the time, looking for an answer to it all.
It’s hard with modern conveniences and the quick fixes that have sprung out of this ADD generation to sometimes just BE PRESENT. I am a scatterbrain that worries about money, feels guilty about eating horrible food, wastes too much time on reality TV and that is what I consider my Achilles Heel. I’ve got it. And it’s me. I am my own worst enemy when it comes to clearing a path for the greater good. For the higher art and understanding.
We’re living in a time where it’s easy to get distracted by flashy things, and high stakes. Occum’s razor teaches us that the quickest way to happiness, or to the answer, is the shortest path. The most obvious journey.
So by calling out my flaws, the duplicitousness of it all, I’m hoping to shine a light on all corners of the darkness.
Let’s make life easier for our neighbors, for our friends, for our sisters and our brothers. Let’s elevate.
So here’s that song… and with that… I’m creating new room to give birth to this next batch of things. Always up.. Sometimes sideways.. But always moving.
I love and cherish all of you and your support and hope you feel me like I feel y’all.
Love Love Love.