Just a few words as Autumn is approaching. With the Full harvest Moon knocking on my door I thought some words today would be in order before I disappear for the next 3 days in the Malibu Hillsides chasing glowing orbs over fog banks for the "12 Moons" project.
“It's not the dazzling voice that makes a singer, Mizzy. Or clever stories that make a writer. And it's not piles of money that make a tycoon. It's having a dream and wanting to live it so greatly that one would rather move with it and "fail" than succeed in another realm. You so have what it takes.”
I’ve always been a dreamer 1st. My dreams have always been so big I hardly feel like I’ve ever accomplished anything. I guess that might be an artist thing. Funny the words that find us. Its hard to rationalize the theory of failure, though you see it in every successful story, to varying degrees. In that respect I feel so fortune some days to the point it overwhelms me with a very deep sigh and smile. How lucky, I even get to dream still. With the gravest moon comes autumn and the coming of winter, egg nog and the holidays. My life at this time is on a new path… with ferns… away from the sorrows of the past… and soon into the snow-covered mounts of the sierras where I find so much joy. So much has happened in the last 2 years of my life. Fire to ash… seed to spring… it’s all so poetically simple and effortless. Tomorrow I start my monthly 3 day dance with the full moon, but it’s more than just a moon dance to me you see, more than some episode I may or may not complete, it’s a symbol of things to come. I’m not looking for approval so much as I’m looking for answers. It’s harvest time. Enjoy the moon tomorrow. Forget your sorrows. Gather, Gather, gather. Stay safe.