This past weekend I had the opportunity to experience something pretty magical. This experience caused me to have a greater appreciation for the global blogger community. In probably the last probably six months I stumbled upon a music blog written by AJ Clark called Music is My First Language. She writes passionately about artists and their music. Once she learned that I was a fellow music fan, she introduced me to a somewhat secret society here in Seattle: the “Seattle Living Room Shows” which are hosted by the vivacious Watt sisters.
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Pictures like the below from Everyday Musings cause me to be nostalgic for the South and sweet tea. I remember how our house had just reached perfection, before we left Arkansas for Seattle. My time to enjoy the new library with it’s wonderful french doors, that led out onto the incredible porch which my German grandfather had built, was far too short…..
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georgetown: a city of inspiration
Georgetown has always been a bit of a magical place for me, not necessarily because of what is visible but more because of the fantastic potential the town holds. I imagine inspired creatives, artist lofts and boutiques that showcase the current revival of American Craft. Sadly, Georgetown is an area underestimated and overlooked by many Seattleites. It’s true Georgetown is fringe and not your cool Capitol Hill, Fremont, or Ballard style fringe. Actually the Georgetownies are fiercely independent and rebuff anyone who comes in with a vision of “cool”.
More about The Corson Building, Le Objects’ and the Hanger Cafe here at: Southern Nomad—
It’s Monday! Are you ready to take on the week? I must admit that I am pretty excited about it! Over this past weekend I made some creative choices which I think have positioned me for something exciting, though I am not exactly sure what it is. They are small things, but that is where creativity starts right? Creativity can be just a seed – Muhammad Yunus.
I decided on Friday evening to put my Facebook account on temporary hold. I have several reasons for doing this but one is so I won’t have such an easy outlet for downloading/spewing out what I am thinking. I feel compelled to spend more time honing my thoughts and words.
“It is important to step outside of the box, so you can see what is waiting around the corner, and have the ability to paint a picture for all of those who can’t yet see.”
On Saturday morning, I spent a couple of hours at OddFellows mulling things over, and when I walked away I felt so peaceful. Those kinds of moments are vital, the ones where the world around you just seems to stop. While at OddFellows I read a story about the woman that Madeleine L Engle bequeathed the rights to adapt several of her books. At the time, the woman had been in seminary but immediately quit to attend film school. Are we prepared for such opportunities? Would we be willing to take the risk if an opportunity presented itself?
“Be so good they can’t ignore you.” – Steve Martin
AllSaints Jacket (finally!)
photo cred: Elisa Swaty
ps – another one of my small choices was to finally get my hair done the way I had been have been dreaming of.. just when I find the most amazing hair stylist, Pablo at Raven, I find out that he is moving to LA. But who am I to keep him from pursuing his dreams.. I told him that I am very excited because he is seriously talented.—
Do you know who Joseph Kony is?
I heard about the LRA and the horrific acts of Joseph Kony in 2008. It is crazy to think that in 2009 I volunteered with Invisible Children for “The Rescue” in Seattle. And here we are in 2012 and they are still pushing hard to stop Joseph Kony.
One of the things I admire about Invisible Children is that they know how to speak to our generation… they truly believe that we can make a difference. So millennials more than a call to awareness this is a call to action.
If you have not watched this heart wrenching and inspiring mini doc, you should.—
I have found myself wandering around Capitol Hill, more and more these days, mulling over the idea of what it might be like to be part of a community up there similar to what I have been seeing pop up all over Brooklyn…artists, entrepreneurs, students all working towards the common good of the city.
“The tragedy is that “doing life together” in America is a program now and doesn’t often happen organically. Most people live 20 minutes or more from each other, drive 45 minutes to work and live such segmented lives that community has become largely an emotional necessity, not an economic one. If Christians didn’t get together and “do life together,” they’d rarely see each other. What used to happen in the course of living—running into neighbors at the grocery store or passing them while walking to the theater—is now a program that happens on a schedule. When did this deconstruction of community begin? …
Suburban lifestyles often shelter people from human interaction. Suburban dwellers start the day in a car alone and then conduct business with a relatively small group of coworkers and clients, many of whom live so far away it’s difficult to carry on a meaningful personal relationship with them. After work, they return home the same sheltered way they came. As soon as they get in the house, maybe they flip on the TV. When “doing life together” is a program, it’s too exhausting to put on the show every night.’ - source: relevant magazine
image source: srw1961/ the biltmore apartments in seattle—