I wrote the following last July while staying in Paris at an Airbnb once inhabited by the likes of
Jim Morrison, Roger Waters, Quentin Tarantino, Miles Davis, Chet Baker, Ernest
Hemmingway, and Billie Holiday. This was also written only a few weeks before my father left
this world for another one. It made the reference to this existence even more powerful.
It’s so common to have days where you feel as though nothing remarkable or
memorable has happened. I know for a fact that amazing things are happening
every day. With the human eye, they can often go unnoticed so easily. But with a
larger lens, we can have an open mind. With we being so small and the universe
being so extremely large, I’m reminded that it’s all about human connection and finding those that have
inspired and encouraged us in artistic ways. With that imprint in our lives, we
can be challenged through growth and love. We can then take what we have captured
and share it with others.
As I sat down at the piano, I played a few notes. It was then I was reminded that
home is definitely a feeling, not a place. Hopefully, it will never be too far away.
Staying in such a place reminded me that I must never forget to run with the
tempo and feel the chorus of life. As the towers arch over, waves crash,
hearts beat fast, and birds soar higher, so do we as we navigate our days and this wonderful