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Exquisite Expression of Love

Frida Kahlo once wrote to Diego Rivera: “Nothing compares to your hands, nothing like the green-gold of your eyes. My body is filled with you for days and days. You are the mirror of the night. The violent flash of lightning. The dampness of the earth. The hollow of your armpits is my shelter. My fingers touch your blood. All my joy is to feel life spring from your flower-fountain that mine keeps to fill all the paths of my nerves which are yours.”

Today this exquisite expression of love might be paraphrased as:

Nothing compares to your hands, to be healed by their touch. My soul is forever imprinted with the burn of your gaze from the moment we met. You are the light that outshines all darkness. The warm and glowing rays of the sun. The romantic and mystical beams of the moon. Our orchestrated union is rejoiced in the heavens. All that I am, all that I was created to be, is made better by you. I am completed by your existence, made whole by your presence.

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Light Talks

Thomas Aquinas says something I want to say to you in a poem called, What Does Light Talk About?

When you recognize her beauty,
the eye applauds, the heart stands in an ovation,
and the tongue when she is near
is on its best behavior,
it speaks more like light.

What does light talk about?
I asked a plant that once.
It said, “I am not sure,
but it makes me
grow.”

When I see you, I promise I will recognize and honor your beauty. My eye will applaud, my heart will stand in an ovation, and my tongue will be on its best behavior.

It will speak like light to comfort and encourage you.

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Thanks for Caring

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To the countless moms and dads and teachers and mentors and health care workers and professional and unprofessional caregivers who offer their love, attention, and guidance to children everywhere, we thank you!

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Go Round Again

The Virginia-born musician, Swamp Dogg, has just released a new album called “Sorry You Couldn’t Make It.” John Prine joins him on two songs, and in one them they ask life to let them go ‘round again. “Oh life, won’t you afford us another chance? Everything we put our hands on, we blew it. Women, jobs, money, friends, and we knew it. Acting crazy and talking dumb all the time.” I can’t sing a note but I’ve hummed that refrain before. Life, please afford me another chance.

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The other morning I noticed a flower spreading its petals toward the sun. It seemed to me to be lifting its arms toward the heavens instinctively embracing the day with no worries about getting to go ‘round again. I guessed it was filled with a heaping-helping of gratitude for whatever the day would provide. Not a wasteful use of one’s time and energy.

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Relationships

She Nuts Up

Loving Rick Estrin & The Nightcats’ She Nuts Up.

Oh, my woman’s just the sweetest little thing;
she’s got brains, she’s got class, she’s so fine;
but something bad musta happened to her back in the day,
‘cause there’s so something wrong with her mind.
Oh, she nuts up. Man, she nuts up. And it ain’t about if, naw, it’s just about when, for God knows she’s gonna nut up again.

I’m smiling, almost laughing at Rick’s grief because I can relate. I know someone who nuts up every now and then. But my someone usually goes ballistic because I provoke her. I touch the wrong buttons, maybe mishear, misspeak, or misunderstand. I don’t always handle our relationship properly, I know. I’m just thankful my someone’s nuts up is sort of charming in a searing hot and caustic kind of way. And when it calms and passes, like Rick says in the song, she makes everything right when we turn out the lights, and rock the house at midnight.

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Voice of a Lifetime

Wish I had a name to address this letter to,
that’s all I’ve wanted,
your name,

it’s been nine years,
the night ended differently for both of us,
it was such a strange sensation,
some might call it an out of body experience,
that whole weekend felt odd,

Sundays usually are my days off,
I worked a double that day,
I remember every detail,
that’s my point,
you caught my attention immediately,
I went home that night to write

  • How did that happen?
  • Should I run after you?
  • How was this even possible?

Something I’ve never felt still to this day,
you didn’t physically touch me,
somehow you sent me into outer space,
every cell electrified,
your voice sent fireworks to my brain,
I was paralyzed,
in shock at the touch of what just happened,
I no longer had any idea of the physical,
but I watched you walk up those stairs and into your night.

Almost 9 years have passed,
still taken and consumed by that force,
the life of that man,

I don’t know if I am the love he deserves,
I don’t know the outcome,
you might be married,
knowing you took everything I am that night,
without you life now is empty.

December 9th 2012 you came into my life,
best experience of my life,
I don’t even know your name,
thank you for having a voice that saved me.

Jacquelyn

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Playlists

I’m watching the Hulu series, High Fidelity, with Zoë Kravitz. The show’s tagline is: “Getting over heartbreak. One killer playlist at a time.” In Episode 2 of the show, Zoë details how to produce a memorable playlist. In her words:

Making a playlist is a delicate art. It’s like writing a love letter, but better in a way. You get to say what you want to say without actually saying it. You get to use someone else’s poetry to express how you feel. And then there are the rules:

  • It’s gotta be entertaining.
  • You gotta tell a story.
  • You can’t be too obvious, but you can’t be too obscure either.
  • You can’t double up on songs by the same artist unless, of course, that’s your theme.

She goes on to note that assembling a good compilation of songs isn’t easy. She’s adamant: “The most important track is Number One.” You miss getting off the starting blocks with the right song, you may as well forget it. The music slips and fizzles like seltzer. Number One has gotta be familiar but also unexpected. And most importantly, it’s got to make you feel good (Nick Hornby, Sara Kucserka, and Veronica West).

After the show, I wanted to make a playlist, but I choked. Each time I thought I had my starter, I folded. Always unsure I’d made the right choice. I wrestled with the idea of the almighty Number One for days. Then I remembered something I love from Corinne Bailey Rae.

Yep, I think I’ve got it.

If you think it’s easy choosing a lead song from the wonderful world of music, give it a try; then let me know how you get off the starting line. How you begin your masterpiece.

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Anger

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A proverb says,“The height of folly is to be quick-tempered. A mind at ease is life and health.” I never use the word folly. I roll with, Man, you look weird when you lose your temper. And all of us do, you know. But the proverb is right. Too much rage can bruise the soul. Marvin Gaye once sang, “When anger is flaming hot, it burns to the bitter end.”

I ain’t gonna let you get the best of me,
I’m gonna go somewhere and cool
This is not the way my head’s supposed to be,
You’ve got me feelin’ like some silly fool
But I know a real nice place where I can go
And feel the way I’m supposed to feel

Marvin must have had a safe place where he felt appreciated, valued, and loved. A place where he could breathe, refocus, and cool down. Maybe you have somewhere you go to diffuse. A brisk morning jog, a quiet midday stroll through a nearby park, a late afternoon coffee with close friends –– all of these can be sacred places where we nurture what matters most, a little peace of mind.

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Into You

Emeril John Lagasse III is an American celebrity chef, restaurateur, television personality, and cookbook author. We know him for his mastery of Creole and Cajun cuisine and for his self-developed New New Orleans style dishes.

On his cooking shows he pioneered the catchphrases “Kick it up a notch!” and “Bam!”

Ariana Grande follows Emeril’s suggestion to kick it up a notch by doing that very thing in her song, Into You. Her chorus can raise body temperatures to boiling:

Baby come light me up, and baby I’ll let you on it
A little bit dangerous, but baby that’s how I want it
A little less conversation and a little more touch my body
‘Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you

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I know at the moment it’s hard to answer Ariana’s call, but in time we will be able to lay aside social distancing. When we do, a little more touch my body might be exactly what the doctor orders.

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In the Air

I used to love to watch Sonny Crockett and Rico Tubbs work undercover for the Metro-Dade Police Department on the Saturday night television drama, Miami Vice. The creators were great at mixing moody music with colorful visual effects, and the end result was a mind-blowing experience.

I’m not sure why but I always associate the show with a Phil Collins’ song entitled In the Air Tonight. A haunting melody roams in the background as Collins’ sings, I can feel it coming in the air tonight. I could always relate to the line: I’ve seen your face before, my friend, but I don’t know if you know who I am.

That last line makes me wonder how well any of us really know the other. We extend common courtesies, proffer lots of smiles and nods of agreement, make quick and painless promises and vows, then follow up those pledges with much too quickly forgotten intentions which evaporate into thin air. It takes years, maybe lifetimes, to burrow beneath the surface of the human mind and body. To strike pay-dirt. To see someone as they really are and not as we want them to be. I suppose that’s why we’re always bumping around like pinballs waiting for the lights to go out and the message to read: Game Over.

Persistence is the only way.

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Supply and Demand

The theoretical laws of supply and demand are much too complicated for me to understand, but it’s obvious when demand exceeds supply in a free market, the scarcity of an item causes its price to skyrocket. Why else would someone pay thirty-five hundred dollars for a Tickle Me Elmo doll, which someone did twenty years ago.

Strange things happen when tickling is in the mix.

It’s also obvious the laws of supply and demand do not apply to us. You always give far more than you get and I have everything I need in you. The give and take of us is a finely balanced economy I wouldn’t want to live without. You meet my needs without complaint. And you can never argue I am scarce. I’m all over you all the time.

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In Durance

Soul-kin Cabin

In Durance
(1907)
Ezra Pound

I am homesick after mine own kind,
Oh I know that there are folk about me, friendly faces,
But I am homesick after mine own kind.

The poet was homesick for his soul-kin. That’s the word he uses when he writes, “Ordinary people touch me not. And I am homesick after mine own kind that know, and feel and have some breath for beauty and the arts.”

I can relate.
I am homesick for you.
For you are my own kind, my soul-kin.

You know. 

We both believe a cup of hot coffee tastes much better than herbal tea. We both enjoy driving clean automobiles. We both have insatiable appetites for curious music. We love to balance talk with quiet time, sprinkling our days with pensive reflection and meditation. We love to laugh, to ogle sunsets and each other, and we love to eat foods that nurture the belief we’re taking care of our bodies, and both our hearts go out to all who have to go without.

So I’m your kind.
And you’re mine.
We are soul-kin and I am homesick for you.