i was just thinking about the source of life and passion and strength and love and purpose. i was just thinking about how much i need God in my life. i was just thinking about how i long for my heart to be filled and humbled by amazing grace. i need to be in touch.

the Spirit-filled life...

so i have these faint desires to make things and do things creatively and pursue stuff that i have always loved doing. but i have been so tired from the metaphorical 9 to 5 that i rarely make time to actually make things or practice or play out. i need to be singing and playing. i need to do that. it is a waste if i don't...as long as i am here ( Read more... )

i guess since i rarely ever listen to the radio (and when i do, it's only when i'm home in michigan listening to oldies 104.3), i missed out on a couple good things that have happened in the pop music world (a while ago). since i listen to pandora all the time now, i hear stuff, and i'm like, "wow, this is really good! oh, it's somebody that ( Read more... )

so i have been talking about not making art, and last night i finally made some things. and tonight i continued making some more things. what inspired me was the work of sabrina ward harrison. lauren showed me her website, and it got me interested. she has made some books and other types of work, her art is so authentic to me. she combines ( Read more... )

la luz es como el agua. cuando uno abre el grifo, sale ( Read more... )

there is enough really inspiring art out there that you would think i would be creating.

but for some reason, i am not doing what i would like to do. there just isn't good stuff coming out of me.

oh yeah, i'm not drinking living water. maybe it is that simple.

admirations: music from once, my previous musical collaborations with chris, ( Read more... )

you must go see the movie BELLAit is beautiful in all ways ( Read more... )

so last night i had another dream that i remember. i was traveling, i guess with my parents. we stayed at leigh ann's apartment in new york, but it was a different place than the real one. you know how that happens in dreams? like you know where you're supposed to be, but physically it's a different place, it looks different than the place in ( Read more... )

every couple nights or so,
you know you pop into my dreams.
i just can't get rid of you
like you got rid of me.
oh but i send my best,
'cause God knows you've seen my worst.dreams are the weirdest thing. yesterday morning i dreamt this crazy dream where i was waiting in line for a chicken sandwich and deb and larry were working the food ( Read more... )

so i just spent way too much time reading old entries on here. it is seriously like reading a crazy history of my life with big holes missing. and then i have to fill in the holes with whatever memory i still have of those times...it's a curious activity ( Read more... )