Grapefruit face
After sucking a sour grapefruit, there are creases that form in my face. They remind me of the wrinkles that I will -one day- be proud to have.
A wise elderly woman- a friend of my mother, who I had not seen since age 7- came back into my life this past weekend. She sat and spoke with me, the 96 year old woman; sharp as a pin. She looked at me exclaiming how “exquisite and grown up I have become” and after moments of silence, after several moments of staring into my eyes, she was saturated like a sponge; the joy could have been peeled away in layers, only to find more joy. Her emotive state leaked out in my direction: “Isn’t it wonderful that we are always just becoming?…” she smiled.
G’pa
Hi Grandpa. Sunday was your last day with us on this earth. I want you to know that I am proud of you in so many ways. I am proud that you were strong enough to let go. We will all look over Grandma with love and devotion. We will support her in whatever way she needs to be supported at this time and from here on out. I have had two dreams, vivid but hard to recall the detail of them. All that I know is that I got a confirmation from you that you are standing tall and you had a smile on your face. I have proof that you are happy. The wake is tomorrow and I promise you that I will take every footstep with grace and attention on this day to honor you. Mike said it best; I am proud to be a Kragh. I want you to know that I commit my life to learning, growing, loving and feeling. I dedicate this to you.
Last week
Last week was the NYC Trevor Hall concert at Mercury Lounge. Before the concert, Hallie, Jason, Ashley and I went to dinner at “Earthmatters” in the Lower East Side. We walk in there and low and behold, who but Trevor Hall and his band are sitting right there eating their dinner before the show. Of all the eateries in the city and in the lower east side, it felt pretty awesome to -coincidentally?- be in the same place having dinner beside them.
*needless to say, the concert was phenomenal; I wish it could have been longer.
At the end I bought…
A. The Mat McHugh (T.Hall’s opener, who was an AWESOME australian musician) cd’s- check out “Blackbird” and “Periscopes” when you can.
B. 
This t-shirt that I ABSOLUTELY wore to bed that night.
Imagination Does Not Exist - Hafiz
You should come close to me tonight wayfarer
For I will be celebrating you.
Your beauty still causes me madness,
Keeps the neighbours complaining
When I start shouting in the middle of the night
Because I can’t bear all this joy.
I will be giving birth to suns.
I will be holding forests upside down
Gently shaking soft animals from trees and burrows
Into my lap.
What you conceive as imagination
Does not exist for me.
Whatever you can do in a dream
Or on your mind-canvas
My hands can pull - alive - from my coat pocket.
But let’s not talk about my divine world.
For what I most want to know
Tonight is:
All about
You.
Beautiful piglets basking in their bath on NYRP summercamp’s Stonebarns fieldtrip. What an outing! Exposing these children to something different, something new, something other than their “usual;” how lucky do I feel to take part in this.
The painting that I fell in love with that was in the storefront of an art gallery in V.H. Over and over again, the vineyard just proves to be something that I can directly trace back to something that calms me. Always reminiscent of a time that I wouldn’t mind always being my present.
Another attempt of mine and Hallie’s to do acroyoga-until we take a class and get RIDICULOUSLY good at it.
Bon Iver Setlist - Prospect Park - August 10th, 2011
- Perth
- Minnesota, WI
- Towers
- Creature Fear
- Beach Baby
- Hinnom, TX
- Wash.
- Blood Bank
- Michicant
- Re: Stacks
- Holocene
- Flume
- Calgary
- Beth/Rest
Encore:
Encore 2:
