And So It Begins…


Alright, so I have just spent much of the last two weeks traveling, hanging out with friends and musicians and planning my future.

Yes, during that time I also had a birthday… and no, I won’t say which one ’cause I want you to do the math.

But being born in 1960 does have its advantages :)

For example, all of my vices (or at least most of them) are now even further in my past…

But alas, I digress.

Though as long as we’re going back in time, I once heard that if you can remember the ’60’s… then you probably weren’t there!

Now I was, in fact, in San Francisco in 1967 during the Summer of Love, though I don’t remember much other than my mom telling all of us kids to shield our eyes as we drove through the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood.

Pretty freaky, for sure.

Hmm… I wonder if my parents still have copies of the underground newspapers from that trip – probably worth a few bucks anyway on Antiques Road Show, but there I go digressing again.

So let’s return to this Century, shall we… and the last couple weeks in particular.


The older I get, the more I realize that not much matters outside of our relationships. Indeed, I believe that most of the elation and joy, or the pain, frustration and sadness that we experience in life will be a direct outcome of our relationships with others.

Oh yes, and grief… but that’s another story – maybe for tomorrow.

No, tonight I am reflecting on all my potential new relationships that have come from simple interactions of the past two weeks… interactions born out of mere patience and a desire to see the importance of others.

There is Katen and Sejal from India, who met at the end of November and married at the beginning of December. Kevin, who would love to sell me a share in a Cruise Ship offer. There is Doug and Darren from The Wrecking in Portland, Maine who took the time to reach out to us as we made eye contact. Cynthia, whom we met as we traveled through a small town of 20,000 – the following day she would move to her hometown and the millions in Chicago, Illinois. An unplanned stop led to meeting Drew, who grew up 20 miles away and is attending a local university… and Tamara, who along with her husband will soon become parents.

And the list goes on…

An artist by the name of Eric, who is also an ordained minister. New friends, Jeff and his wife Mary, who at 1King Worship Wear create and market beautiful, attractive and custom apparel and garments that are truly inspirational.

Then there’s Johnny who grew up in Indiana and made the secular rounds before landing on Christian Radio in the Midwest. And Tennessee brought us Mary and son, Joseph, who have a huge heart for teens… Sven, a twenty-year-old guitarist from Holland and Eowyn, who is back on the road after several years away.

And so it begins… simply.


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