I was just out going for a run on this gray, slushy day in New York City, and I passed a flag at half staff. It was lowered in honor of a NYC policeman who was shot and killed this week in his patrol car as he chased a man in a car who had run a red light.
The case really moved me---moved the whole city--front page news for 3 days---and the lowered flag reminded me of what I have to be greatful for. As I often do when running, I let my mind wander, and thought about what would have been the happiest times of my life if today were my last day. So---here's the list:
-England, 1989. I'd just come back from living in an Indian ashram for 5 months, and made some amazing friends and lovers and just had my whole idea of the world wiped out and started over. I got off the plane in England on my way back to NY with 10 bucks in my pocket and found a commune full of 10 people who welcomed me with open arms.
The world was just full of possibilities.
-Summer 1995. I'd just left a relationship that hadn't really worked---engaged, in fact---and felt the relief of getting out of it as well as the sadness and complete disruption of my life, and, again, the world was full of possibilities. I flew to Nashville with a guitar and a backpack with a new girlfriend, and was a sweet time.
-Right now is pretty damn good. Lots of work, healthy body, beautiful wife, enough money, new album being mixed, good friends, roof over head, sense of "all's right" despite the world's ills. Got through Thanksgiving OK, Xmas is coming, I'm spending it with my in-laws which I used to despise but now love to do (for three days tops, tho!) It was a pretty incredible year, actually. Testing a Bentley currently---loving my job! Gotta give it back on Tuesday but that's life.
-Falling into the ocean in Hawaii last year during a two-week vacation, just letting my body go limp after a long, long plane ride. All that NYC worry, care, stress and go-go-go was warshed away. For two weeks, nothing to worry about except going to the beach and what's for lunch and dinner. And hanging out with my sweet sweetie...
The case really moved me---moved the whole city--front page news for 3 days---and the lowered flag reminded me of what I have to be greatful for. As I often do when running, I let my mind wander, and thought about what would have been the happiest times of my life if today were my last day. So---here's the list:
-England, 1989. I'd just come back from living in an Indian ashram for 5 months, and made some amazing friends and lovers and just had my whole idea of the world wiped out and started over. I got off the plane in England on my way back to NY with 10 bucks in my pocket and found a commune full of 10 people who welcomed me with open arms.
The world was just full of possibilities.
-Summer 1995. I'd just left a relationship that hadn't really worked---engaged, in fact---and felt the relief of getting out of it as well as the sadness and complete disruption of my life, and, again, the world was full of possibilities. I flew to Nashville with a guitar and a backpack with a new girlfriend, and was a sweet time.
-Right now is pretty damn good. Lots of work, healthy body, beautiful wife, enough money, new album being mixed, good friends, roof over head, sense of "all's right" despite the world's ills. Got through Thanksgiving OK, Xmas is coming, I'm spending it with my in-laws which I used to despise but now love to do (for three days tops, tho!) It was a pretty incredible year, actually. Testing a Bentley currently---loving my job! Gotta give it back on Tuesday but that's life.
-Falling into the ocean in Hawaii last year during a two-week vacation, just letting my body go limp after a long, long plane ride. All that NYC worry, care, stress and go-go-go was warshed away. For two weeks, nothing to worry about except going to the beach and what's for lunch and dinner. And hanging out with my sweet sweetie...
