And Again, Follow The Muse

Recent piece on living a creative life; even if it’s not your profession, per se’, so important to find it and do it.

Example? An old school friend, actually through my brother. A tech professional by job, an artist by vocation, creative in both endeavors, I suppose.

He draws, doodles, paints, scribbles, whatever inspires him, I suppose, whatever he fancies in the moment, moments.

He found it early I think, this gift, this talent, and he’s good at it. And he shares it.

Lucky for us.

“Theo Croker, top talent out of the gate, #Trumpeter, 2021“
“Quick doodle of ‘someone’, 2016”
The muse in effect
“Chadwick Boseman, 2021”

Glad to be your orbit, Joe.

Find Joseph Arruda on IG handle:

@zeruch

Website: http://society6.com/zeruch

Well, Being

Well, I find myself being, again in this space, this place, dull aches, a few pains, run-down, somewhat displaced.

Dull in the head, shoulders heavy, thick. Slowed by the world around somehow, usually buoyed.

Reduce to min, simmer on low, covered, dozing, deep. Thick in the brain, pause the constant activities and responsibilities and the hum and the buzz they create, doze, deep.

Seek to refresh, spring back better, ready, for more, find well, being.

Just A Walk

Around the block, just a walk, a little time,

Friday night, me and the dogs, the dogs and me, sunset to the west, gentle breeze,

Cooling off the day, cooling off the week, the bumps, and struggles, in my head anyway, anyway,

Anyway I can pause, take a break, take a few moments to reset, decompress, ready for,

Rest.

Rest assured, ready to go again,

Soon

Yosemite

Things came together today. I’m pretty grateful.

I really want to take my kids on a summer adventure. My older daughter suggested Yosemite not too long ago.

Until then I had been thinking camper road trip. When she said Yosemite, the trip drew into better focus.

Yosemite. More than a thousand square miles of mostly wilderness. A blessed place. A protected place. A holy place, really.

I spent maybe ten Mother’s Day weekends in Yosemite; it was our family tradition growing up. I packed in the back-country maybe another half-dozen times when I was older.

I can’t think of a better place to bridge my child / growing-up experiences to my own children.

Usually you need to make plans way in advance, it’s such a popular destination. Covid Times, we’ll see if maybe I can get luck. A reservation is in process. We’ll see. Hopefully soon we’ll know yea or ney.

And so I watched Free Solo, about a climber who free soloed El Captain four years ago. I’m no climber; a minor boulder guy at best.

But watching an hour plus documentary centered in Yosemite? Just the primer.

I love that place. I love those rocks. I hope it works out. Even as one of the more popular outdoor destinations on the planet — and certainly here in the west, it will be peaceful, and change, and outdoor adventure, and exactly what the doctor ordered (as they say — no doctor involved just now on that front).

This trip, this place, much needed. For me as much as my kids. I need it. They need it. WE need it.

YOSEMITE.

Don’t know it? Maybe do, but want to read more. Here.

Snippets of GOOD

From an old friend, this quote, recently shared. I think it stands pretty well on its own. Enjoy. I did. Do.

“As long as we observe love for others and respect for their rights and dignity in our daily lives, then whether we are learned or unlearned, whether we believe in the Buddha or God, follow some religion or none at all, as long as we have compassion for others and conduct ourselves with restraint out of a sense of responsibility, there is no doubt we will be happy.”~ His Holiness The Dalai Lama

And the thoughts I’d woken up with that day, “What’s on my mind? Tolerance and love, patience and mercy, and just a spark of inspiration — wishing this for each of you, and the world, for the world, Happy Tuesday, peeps~”

A Child’s Wisdom

“This is peaceful” – Levi, my son, as we walked the woods recently with his sisters.

Wind in the trees, sound like rushing water.

So close to the metropolis of a million people, yet a world away too.

Well-worn dirt paths, trails much traveled, loved.

These places, those I want to insure my children know, appreciate, love.

I’m reminded, again and again, how important these wild places are, to our present, our future, our souls.

Go to the wild. Be in the wild. Return to the wild again and again.

Let it slow you down, let it soak in.

As the Ohlone said, “…walk gently, walk with reverence, it will give you peace.”

Lyrics Post: “Can’t Stop The Feeling”

This song speaks for itself. Yes. Yes it does.

I got this feeling inside my bones

It goes electric, wavey when I turn it on

All through my city, all through my home

We’re flying up, no ceiling, when we in our zone

I got that sunshine in my pocket

Got that good song in my feet

I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops

I can’t take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally

You gone like the way we rock it, so don’t stop

Under the lights when everything goes

Nowhere to hide when I’m getting you close

When we move, well, you already know

So just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance

Feeling good, good, creeping up on you

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

All those things I should do to you

But you dance, dance, dance

And ain’t nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing

I can’t stop the feeling

So just dance, dance, dance

I can’t stop the feeling

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

Ooh, it’s something magical

It’s in the air, it’s in my blood, it’s rushing on

I don’t need no reason, don’t need control

I fly so high, no ceiling, when I’m in my zone

Cause I got that sunshine in my pocket

Got that good song in my feet

I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops

I can’t take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally

You gon’ like the way we rock it, so don’t stop

Under the lights when everything goes

Nowhere to hide when I’m getting you close

When we move, well, you already know

So just imagine, just imagine, just imagine

Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance

Feeling good, good, creeping up on you

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

All those things I should do to you

But you dance, dance, dance

And ain’t nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing

I can’t stop the feeling

So just dance, dance, dance

I can’t stop the feeling

So just dance, dance, dance

I can’t stop the feeling

So just dance, dance, dance

I can’t stop the feeling

So keep dancing, come on

I can’t stop the, I can’t stop the

I can’t stop the, I can’t stop the

I can’t stop the feeling

Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Feeling good, good, creeping up on you

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

(I can’t stop the feeling)

All those things I should do to you

But you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

And ain’t nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing

Everybody sing

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Got this feeling in my body

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Got this feeling in my body

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Wanna see you move your body

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Got this feeling in my body

Break it down

Got this feeling in my body

Can’t stop the feeling

Got this feeling in my body, come on

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Justin Timberlake / Max Martin / Shellback

BBQ Respite

Doesn’t take much to find a little respite. Old BBQ fired up, coals burning hot, does the trick.

Chicken Thighs and Broccoli on the grill tonight.

Day on the wane, weekend eve, late start to dinner, no problem at all. Evening breeze, kids in the yard, sun sinking low, all good.

Thankful for the weekend. Thankful for the food to cook. Thankful for the backyard. Thankful for the ancient BBQ.

ALL GOOD.

Nighttime Banter

Nighttime banter, what’s the answer? Three little people, come alive, chase the steeple, as the nighttime wanes to bedtime,

What’s the right time to drop the hammer? Enough of the clammer, time for sleep, TIME FOR SLEEP.

Banter defined might inform, what’s the norm?

“the playful and friendly exchange of teasing remarks” ~

~ let them run a little as sleepy washes into the room, playful teasing, just a bit, then they’re easing off to sleep, then they’re easing off to sleep.

Nighttime banter, that’s the answer, off to sleep, off to sleep.