The 15-Minute Rule

Here's the thing, I have way too much going on to sit a practice all day. I know, that's lame. I wish it was not that way. But I have a severe case of ADHD that has never been diagnosed and enough ambition to make ole Teddy Rosevelt say, "Maybe slow down a little, bud."

A Step Away From the Music – 2013 Rarefied

I wanted to take a step away from the killer music advice I'm giving (I wish I had that much pride) and I wanted to share with you a post I found from back in 2013. I'm happy to say I still believe this. It's strange to think how much we change. I always answer to the same name though. I have a few more memories, a few more scars, seen and unseen. I'm happy to have all of them. I have come to learn that I am not the body I have, that gets hairy and sleepy, it gets a little more grey every day. I'm not the memories or the past that made me. I'm the values and beliefs I hold and share. In some shape or way, that makes me immortal I guess. I will live on through the love and hope and strength that I share. Long after my body is covered by dirt and the few streams of music dissipate into white noise. There's a certain sweetness to the pain that love causes now.