Archive for June, 2014

I’d just like to say that… I think Mumford and Sons is up to something.

I of course signed up to get their newsletter (which has been scarce since their break). Yesterday I got an e-mail talking about the Glastonbury Festival and how they are still apart but not performing and at the end…. They included 2 videos of ‘lost footage’ from the gentlemen of the road tour.

Here is the thing, if it were 1968 I may actually believe that footage could get ‘lost’ but it’s 2014 and this lost footage is from last year… 2013. Don’t get me wrong, I’m totally enthralled and love the videos but more than that to me it’s a sign. A sign that this lost footage means at some point; sometime they are coming back and coming back with a bang. It’s pretty smart actually, they hide away a bit, and release lost footage and then….. Reappear again.- Right?! That’s how it all works I’m sure of it.

I have to say they are my favorite band for many reasons but really one of the biggest reasons is the fact that they seem like stand up guys who aren’t just snorting coke behind stage. Drugs are bad by the way. For this fact alone I reject many, many things from the 60’s and 70’s. That’s a different story though.

After watching these two new videos I’ve decided that I’m going to write Mumford and Sons a letter, a fan letter, a fan girl letter. Well, maybe not fan girl, maybe just a thank you note. Why? Because art and artists should be thanked, in my opinion. Sure they have millions or billions of fans and get millions of requests and thankful thoughts and well wishes BUT they haven’t gotten mine yet. And if they read it or some intern does it doesn’t matter. I haven’t exactly decided what my prose or tone will be or if I will use pink or red ink to fill in my X’s and O’s but 1 goal this summer is to send in this letter.

Have you ever sent a fan letter? I haven’t because even when I was little I thought that my thanks’ would be lost and never read. I thought it was just not important enough to be sent. I’ve changed my mind about that and think that we/I just need to send our/my thanks, our thoughts and our love out. Out to people or out to the world and see what comes back because if we just keep all of that in our hearts or heads what good does that do anyone?


So, whether my letter gets read or stuck in a mailbox in the UK I’m sending it out there for whoever wants it. It’s really for all the letters I never wrote to Leonardo DiCaprio or Kate Winslet or the Titanic movie in general, the letters never mailed to Nicolas Cage for City of Angles and to Meg Ryan for just being Meg Ryan. It’s for the letters I felt were stupid to send to Margaret Thatcher and J.K. Rowling and the letters I could never send to Amelia Earhart, Jane Austen and Sylvia Plath.


From now on I won’t diminish my own thoughts and feel like no one will care about what I think or will reject my ‘thanks’ and I have Mumford and Sons or should I say the Gentlemen of the Road to partially thank for that. Art should get its proper thanks for how it moves us and for how it changes us.


Courage is a funny thing. It’s scary and brave at the same time.

Normally I like to feel one emotion at a time and often reject to feeling two, especially two that are so opposing. While I sat with both of these feelings early this morning I realized that as different as they are, they are also the same and I understood the fact that I don’t think I could have one without the other. It dawned on me that… that everyone felt both scared and brave when  acting on courage they were just more comfortable with holding both opposing feelings, it almost spurred them on. While for me, up until this point the two feelings tore me apart.

It’s weird to suddenly embrace feelings you’ve tried to push away for so long, I thought to myself ‘does this mean my whole life I’ve been trying to be have courage and my mind rejected it’ did I shut my own self down when my intuition was telling me something else because I couldn’t cope with two opposing feelings?

A little overwhelming isn’t it? I’m  glad I had this moment of brightness and realization today because I do feel I’ll need all the courage I can  muster up to be and become me and live the life I want and I honestly think that’s true for everyone. It’s cool though because once I embraced feeling scared it sort of went away and turned into hope and excitement.

“But no one except Lucy knew that as it circled the mast it had whispered to her, “Courage, dear heart,” and the voice, she felt sure, was Aslan’s, and with the voice a delicious smell breathed in her face.”C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

I was reminded of this quote from C.S. Lewis, I love it and most people know the part that says ‘Courage, dear heart’ but I love that he ends it all with “and with the voice a delicious smell breathed in her face”. I think it was the smell of freedom  and empowerment. Sometimes we just have to breath, trust, let go and… let life happen and that must be the sweetest smell of all.




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Rainy Day

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Today was a gloomy one in Edinburgh, full of grey skies and buckets of rain.

While I am the type of person who really loves a cloudy day (and coming from New Mexico- I can’t get enough of rain) I was reminded of lots of simple wonderful things today. I have to say I thank the gloom for the introspectiveness it often provides me.

Vacation is a wonderful thing, a break from our mundane day to day but for me sometimes it can be alot. By alot I mean, I like plans… And often feel the need to plan from A to Z in fear of missing out on something wonderful.

But today we found ourselves at t h e best natural grocery/restaurant … It was called ‘Earthy Foods & Goods’. 1. You need to understand I have a thing for great grocery stores and food items and 2. I don’t really believe in coincidence…

Back to the point, it was perfect! Everything from the brands of vegetable stock, barrels of fresh picked apples to the chalk board paint and lamp shades… I honestly couldn’t have dreamed up a more perfect spot. I ordered a proper flat white to start with and once it arrived I realized or was reminded that it’s really just the little things in life. It doesn’t matter if I’m at my house or a picture perfect cafe in the UK… That feeling, the feeling of the little things just making your day is just the same.

Isn’t that stunning? I think so. It helps me take the pressure off of myself, others and situations and just let life surprise me. Sometimes I really need that reminder, that I’m really just along for a ride and I should just let life surprise me more over trying to surprise myself.

Anyway, just needed to get those thoughts out and with it will be disconnecting for a bit. We are headed to the highlands for a few days and I’m just starting to relax and decompress a little and have decided that I’d like very much to experience life for a few days without this phone.

Hope that wherever you are you know it’s no better than any other place and that you let life surprise you in little ways too.

Much love,