Day 350: Twelve.TwentyOne.13

Reminders/Reflections. Because today, I need them.

1. A facebook post from a colleague:

“If it does not feed the fire
of your creativity, then leave it.
If people and things do not
inspire your heart to dream
then leave them.
If you are not crazily in love
and making a stupid fool of yourself
then step closer to the edge
of your heart and climb
where you’ve been forbidden to go.
debts, accusations, assaults by enemies
mean nothing,
go where the fire feeds you…”
-Jimmy Santiago Baca

2. Making a delicious mess in the kitchen with a best friend can be the exact remedy needed for mending recent heart wounds. (Not necessarily of the romance kind – although there is some of that to be sure. But mostly, the wounds are self-inflicted. A coming to terms with destructive decisions standing in the way of living a truly valuable life.)

Kitchen Mess  photo 4

photo 5

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Day 297: Ten.TwentyNine.13

My friends are fiercely talented. My women-folk; these bad-ass, I don’t take no bs from no one, I know my own worth and you better respect that, kind of friends. It’s so freaking awesome to witness. And be inspired by.

The incredible writer, poet, educator, performer Mahogany Browne, who fell into my life at this moment I knew not how much I needed her, took the stage at Busboys and Poets Hyattsville last night. She was the feature in a fabulous event series called Body of Work.

I have seen her perform pieces on many occasions, in all types of settings. This night was different, though. It was all her, and revealed an altogether different kind of performance quality. I was mesmerized, as was the rest of the audience.

She speaks truth and wisdom and love. But more than that, she IS those things. What I realized last night was how much of herself she is on that stage. During poems, in between poems, answering questions, interacting with the crowd – all of it. And that, that is the most powerful tool I think any of us artists can aspire to use. Authenticity.

She had a few surprise guests – an incredible singer and cellist from Philadelphia (middle photo) who had this voice that made you FEEL the moment in a way that is kind of too visceral of a thing to put into words. And me – I freestyled to a poem that I was hearing for the first time as I was dancing it. It’s humbling to be asked by this beauty of a woman to share in one of her pieces. Terrifying, really. But I do it. Whenever she asks. Because I trust in her so completely and have to believe that I, too, may find some truth in what I share when I am in her presence.

Mahogany Browne @ Busboys photo 2 photo 3

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Day 194: Seven.Eighteen.13

Such an exquisite night of art and honesty and healing.

Made Powerful: Veterans’ Stories.

The culminating Musical and Spoken Word Performance of original work produced in a week-long collaboration between musicians, poets, active duty service members and veterans at the USO Warrior and Family Center at Ft Belvoir. With special guests Mahogany Browne, Christylez Bacon, and Wytold.

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

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Day 192: Seven.Sixteen.13

I am blessed to call this incredible gift of a woman a dear friend.

She rocked Busboys and Poets tonight.

Mahogany Browne

Mahogany Browne

So did the Beltway Slam Team.

Beltway Slam Team

Beltway Slam Team

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Day 179: Seven.Three.13

Created this postcard for an event I’m managing.

If you’re in the DMV area on July 18th, you should come.

Made Powerful: Veterans' Stories

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Day 173: Six.TwentySeven.13

The recorded version of this became the ‘music’ for my piece, recently performed at Love, Us 2013.

A Love Story

(for my someday child)

 

Part One

The truth is, I thought you would be here now.

In my younger years, I had life figured out.

You, your daddy and I, we live in a house. A yard, a dog, a fence, by now.

We count the ways we love, you, your daddy and I. Tea parties and swings and picnics by now.

The other truth is, I’m scared for you.

Life, perfect before you. For you.

Heal backs of hearts.

Matching dishes, wallpaper, 401ks.

Mend cracks in souls.

Ironed shirts, rolling pins, family trees.

I know now, there is no perfect. I will tell you this. Tell you to live.

Now. And everyday thereafter.

Part Two

Sing shout laugh cry. Be.

Scream dance hug laugh. Be.

Rejoice. You are powerful.

Speak. You are truth.

Pause. You are beauty.

Speak read share laugh. Be.

Dance laugh dance. Be.

Paint, bold. Learn the names of colors.

Forever cherish the shades that make us all magnificent. Brilliant.

Travel wander trust. Share.

Love. You are worthy.

I haven’t found your daddy yet.

But I promise he is kind, generous, loving.

He laughs, silly. Creates, and stays curious about the world.

We dance, you, your daddy and I.

We sing, you, your daddy and I.

And he loves you. All the way as much as I do.

Part Three

There is a mourning I didn’t allow myself to have.

Perhaps, I don’t want children.

Lips gasp back words as they tumble from dark within.

Steeled heart soldiers past mines deep within.

I have always, always wanted you.

I know this now.

I know, now. I am, now.

I promise, now.

To sing dance laugh. Be.

To trust hug cherish. Be.

To scream speak pause. Be.

Above all else, I promise to love you with all of my heart. And then some.

The truth is, I already do.

 

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Day 164: Six.Eighteen.13

I have two tickets to give away for the show I’m performing in next week. I know people in Philly. I could find two people to take them without much effort. Instead, I decided to be clever.

I created a social media campaign to reward fans.  A good reward, I thought.

They had to do a little work to get the tickets. Fun work, I thought.

I posted the info on facebook, created a blog post on my website, tweeted it… I even paid $5.00 to ‘boost’ the post. According to facebook stats, 1,724 people saw the post. Guess how many people took part?

Yup that’s right. 0.

I’m convinced that I can get people to participate in this kind of interactive effort. I know I’m no Kid President. But I’m holding out hope that I can figure out the recipe for collective and creative dialogue.

Love Us 2013

Love Us 2013

TICKET GIVEAWAY!!!!

RSA Fans: to show you just how much we ♥ you… We are offering TWO FREE TICKETS to The 4th Annual Love, Us Grand Production, taking place on Wednesday, June 26th, 7:30pm @ The Rotunda in Philadelphia.

We’re sending you on a bit of a pre-show scavenger hunt, to get you as excited about the show as we are! Here’s how this works:

1. Check out all of the amazing performers (hint, click on the ReSourceArts profile pic)
2. Do some online searching and pick a YouTube (or other media) clip from one of the performers you particularly enjoy.
3. Post the link to our fb wall or tweet it to us (@resourcearts) with the hashtag #LoveUs2013
4. One fan will be randomly selected on Monday, June 24th and WIN TWO FREE TICKETS to the hottest performance of the summer!

Or, to purchase advanced, discounted tickets RIGHT NOW, click HERE!

We can’t wait to share the ♥ with you!!!!!

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Day 157: Six.Eleven.13

Open Mics can always go one of two ways. Let’s just say, I didn’t have any expectations about tonight.

I knew the feature was going to be fabulous. But other than that…

I was completely not prepared for the amount of talent and energy that filled the room. Every second Tuesday apparently.

  • Awesome feature. Check.
  • Awesome host. Check.
  • Awesome talent. Check.
  • Awesome energy from the crowd. Double check.

It just so happens that two of the poets I’ll be performing with on June 26th at Love Us, also based in DC, were just off their co-win (with the Philly team!) of the Southern Fried Poetry Slam. Team #treatyoself. They gave us a recap of the pieces throughout the night. Fantastic. Fantastic. Fantastic.

Seeing them made me ten-fold more nervous than I already am and at the same time ten-fold more excited to be sharing the stage with such a heartfelt group of performers.

Jive Poetic

Jive Poetic

Team Treat Yo Self

Team Treat Yo Self

Team Treat Yo Self - G Yamazawa

Team Treat Yo Self – G Yamazawa

Team Treat Yo Self & Host - Pages Matam

Team Treat Yo Self & Host – Pages Matam

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Day 144: Five.TwentyNine.13

One day in my future I wake up and I am brave.

Water flowing over rocks, I am fearless in pursuit of the twists and turns.

One day in my future I wake up and I am free.

Bird in flight, I am unapologetic in pursuit of the horizon and everything in between.

Until then, #ohthankgoodness for the brave people in my life. Who can share in abundance until I can find my own kind of free.

 

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Day 142: Five.TwentySeven.13

Love Us 2013

Love Us 2013

So excited to be a part of this LOVEly lineup of talent.

So excited for you to come and experience the heART with us. Get advanced discounted tickets HERE.

Here’s to another day of creativity…