Monday, 30 December 2013

Quote of the Week - Pasquesi

"Improvisation is itself an exercise of faith.  In faith of improvisation. That if I do the next tiny thing, all will be fine." 
~ David Pasquesi

Sometimes I think too much.  Sometimes I think that I need to make big, bold maneuvers, when actually, sometimes it is enough to think in the direction of a goal, or move slightly, shift energy in a direction that seems good.  The thing that's easy to forget is that it's always a series of small actions that create events.  It's good to have a larger plan, or a focus, but you can't usually get there in one huge leap.

Yes, this quote is about acting, but the deeper I go into things, the more I realize, being good at anything, including life, operates within the same principles. In tennis they teach you to keep moving your feet, be on balance, to make tiny adjustments that let you align with the ball.  Waiting to see where the ball is going to go means you are late to meet it and are often on the back foot.  Your power is behind you, not behind the ball. Small steps keep you ready to respond - you don't have to think about moving - you're already moving - you just have to hit the ball.

It's often when I remember to take the tiny step that I find myself in alignment, when there is momentum instead of friction, when my force is multiplied by circumstance and when I don't fall exhausted in a heap from all the grand gesturing.

I'm going to try to remember this one every day.

And now I'm off to do tiny things.

Saturday, 28 December 2013

Year End Giving 2013

I know you.  You like to give.  You don't have the most money, but you like to share.  You contribute to your friends' Kickstarter and IndieGoGo campaigns.  You volunteer at the holidays.

Downtown Women's Center

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Support artists in residence at this oasis of quiet and beauty.

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Science in service of sustainability!

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Thursday, 26 December 2013

And another ten books….

Yeah - I can't stop doing this!  Hopefully, I won't accidentally repeat.  This week's list had 13 on it, so I already know there's a next week coming!

I'm completely resisting commenting on the books.  If you pick them up, then pick them up with no expectations, or as few as possible!

Ten more books that stay with me are:

1. On Writing - Stephen King

2. Religion for Atheists - Alain de Botton

3. Bill Graham Presents - Bill Graham

4. A Good Man is Hard to Find - Flannery O'Connor

5. Just an Ordinary Day - Shirley Jackson

6. Enormous Changes at the Last Minute - Grace Paley

7. Shambhala - The Sacred Path of the Warrior - Chogyam Trungpa

8. The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien

9. Siddhartha - Hermann Hesse

10. Atlas Shrugged - Ayn Rand

Monday, 23 December 2013

Quote of the Week - Anderson

"Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything."

This is a good reminder going into a new year!

Have you ever had a year of yes?  Maybe 2014 is your year!

Say yes to whatever people ask you to do.  You'd be surprised where you might end up.  It's a good way to shake up old patterns, try new things, and in some cases, reaffirm who you are.  (No - I was not very happy having said yes to going to the New Age Megachurch.  Not much.  But then there was midnight swimming with some stand up comics at some pool at some house in NoHo, so you know...)

Maybe this week, you can test it out.  When someone asks you to do something or go somewhere, just say yes, before even deciding.  Good things might happen1  Go ahead and leave your adventures in the comments if you like!

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Happy Holidays from the Zestyverse!

Saturday, 21 December 2013

Happy Holidays from Zesty!

Wow - 2013 was a tough one!  But here we are on the solstice with the days about to get longer and a new year almost here!

Thank you for all the support, encouragement and inspiration along the path this year!  Thanks to all the amazing contributors to the Zestyverse!

Time for Zesty to give back with a few gifts and specials!

FREE download of 5: Poems and Images from Morocco by E. Amato with translations by Catherine Webster, Ph.D. until December 25th!  

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50% off Script Consultations through December 31st!
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Don't forget to check our IndieStyle Gift Guide and Zesty Pubs for gift ideas!

We are looking forward to a great, productive and eventful 2014 for everyone!

Carry peace throughout the season!

Friday, 20 December 2013

Ten Books More!!!!!!

Okay - I was charged with that whole "ten books that stayed with you" thing, but as a reader and a writer, that's kind of an insult to books.   Ten?  I'm going for ten a week!


1. Without Lying Down - Cari Beauchamp

2. An Empire of Their Own - Neal Gabler

3. The Golden Notebook - Doris Lessing

4. Nine Stories - J.D. Salinger

5. The Tipping Point - Malcolm Gladwell

6. Winesburg, Ohio - Sherwood Anderson

7. It's Not How Good You Are, It's How Good You Want to Be - Paul Arden

8. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

9. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte

10. Miles - Miles David/Quincy Troupe

See you next week.  The list is already waiting...

Monday, 16 December 2013

Quote of the Week - bell hooks

“I think we have to remember constantly that shaming is one of the deepest tools of Imperialist White Supremacist Capitalist patriarchy because shame produces trauma and trauma often produces paralysis.”

Really, I want to quote this whole video at you!  This conversation, beautiful dialogue between Melissa Harris-Perry and bell hooks is filled with clear thinking, precise articulation, reasoned argument, and the heartfulness that comes from living life in service to your gifts.  I'm so grateful that this happened!

I just found out about Melissa Harris-Perry - she's so amazing!  If you don't know about bell hooks, you might want to find out!

I chose this quote, because the moment was particularly moving and thoughtful and because lately my thoughts have been turning more and more to the idea that we are all a series of accumulated traumas walking around bumping into other people's traumatized selves.  I don't want to think this way, but even scientific research seems to be supporting the idea.

If we can pass our traumas on to subsequent generations, and we never resolve them ourselves, it seems like life will evolve to be a very frenetic event for future humans.

We might need to change the ways we are changing.

Time to meditate!

Saturday, 14 December 2013

Only Ten Books?

Oh, I finally got tagged in that whole "ten books that stayed with you" thing. Truly for someone who loves books and writing so much this is just cruel. But with a modicum of consideration, I think the following books are so close to my heart or psyche as to be inseparable.

1. Their Eyes Were Watching God - Zora Neale Hurston 2. The Gift - Hafiz (Daniel Ladinsky trans.) 3. Blood Memory - Martha Graham 4. Family - J. California Cooper 5. Rap on Race - James Baldwin and Margaret Mead 6. The Little Prince - Antoine de Saint-Exupery 7. The Lonely Doll - Dare Wright 8. Jazz - Toni Morrison 9. Queen of the Desert - Georgina Howell 10. Snow Crash - Neal Stephenson

Needless to say, on a different day a different list. And at least half of those authors could have alternate books listed.

Oh F*&^K! How could I leave out The Great Gatsby, which I re-read constantly and write poems to? And Jean Nathan's amazing biography of Dare Wright? And The Autobiography of Malcolm X? And What We Talk About When We Talk About Love?

And Alice Walker just slightly off list with either The Temple of My Familiar or Possessing the Secret of Joy.

Can I make a new top ten every week?

Thursday, 12 December 2013

Let's Talk About: Microaggressions - Guest Blogger Laura Bernstein

Let's Talk About:

by Laura Bernstein

A month ago, I didn’t even know what a microaggression was.

Applying for grad school, I wrote in my  personal history what it was like to move in 8th grade from rural NY to Santa Monica, CA. Once there, I had to confront exactly what it meant to be adopted from Bogota, Colombia, when I was 6 months old.

I went to a feedback event where a multicultural education doctoral student read my essay and said, 

"Hey! You experienced microagressions! Have you ever heard about that?" 

Then she pulled out her phone and made me watch this entire video:

8th grade. Noticing my strong New York accent, my new peers were curious, and  asked me where I was from or where I was born. When those two questions had two different answers, there were more hurtful, ignorant, and even intrusive questions to answer. 

“Were your parents drug dealers, is that why you had to be adopted?” 

 “Why don’t you speak Spanish, then?” 

These stuck with me and echoed in my head when I got home from school.

Last month, in this “bootcamp” for grad school, I kept thinking: 

I’m still afraid to tell people I’m from Colombia because I know there is going to be some comment about drug mafias. (This still happens all the time as an adult!)

Wow. In high school I really would have benefitted from knowing about microagressions. Wait?  What?! I don’t just have to accept that as a woman I’m supposed to be monogamous and really, really private about my sexual desires?! (As an adult I find that no one cares –but it was a nightmare in high school.)

Ever since I was little, the men in my home said that I was too sensitive on a weekly basis. The women didn’t disagree but didn’t jump in to validate my feelings either.  I grew up determined to be less sensitive and more “tough.” Sometimes at home I got upset about seemingly meaningless things because I had to put up with this crap all day long from my peers. 

As an adult I am still being told that I’m too sensitive. Probably true. But it's one of the things that makes me a damn good educator of adolescents. 

If I’d known as a teen that the way I’ve been emotionally poked and prodded had a name --- I might have not then turned dangerously back in on myself … feeling guilty for caring what other people thought, feeling guilty for having an unusual history that confused people, feeling so ‘outside’ that I didn’t know where I belonged. 

If you want to learn some more, visit The Microaggressions Project - they are helping to create dialogue around these issues.

Laura Bernstein is a musician, gardener and educator from Colombia/NY/LA/Chicago and now lives in Seattle. A former middle school mathematics and sciences teacher, she is most proud of her work coaching a First Lego League Robotics Team to the Illinois State Tournament. Since moving to Seattle she has performed backing vocals and played bass guitar in Fern Cove and Doseywallips. She is happiest at home collaborating with b l burns. Their music sometimes ends up in interesting places, like Palace Living. Find her on Twitter and Scoop It!.

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Giving IndieStyle - Holiday Gift Guide 2013

Hello Hello!

Let's do this again!  

Put your dollars into great and fun gifts for friends, family, or even yourself while supporting independent artists, projects and businesses!

This year we are spotlighting these:

Kcymaerxthaere - Please Don't Connect the Dots

What if I told you I knew someone who had an alternate universe?  Right here, inside our own universe?  And that he's manifesting that universe as we speak?  Well, I do! And the latest manifestation is the Please Don't Connect the Dots activity book!  Yes, this is an IndieGoGo campaign, so technically it's a donation, but check out the awesome perks - and they should all be delivered on time for Christmas!  

Just HURRY - the campaign ends on December 17th!  

Chris Faroe

Chris Faroe is a talented artist and super cool person!  On his website you can listen and download his music, and also check out the amazing gifts he is offering like a 6-month art postcard subscription sent directly to you or your giftee.  You've got amazing mail!

K. Anderson

One of our favorites - K. Anderson has put out a new EP this year.  I love the songs on this - one of them has even inspired a screenplay!  She's also got some amazing merch with illustrations by Joanna Layla!  

Paisley Sockwear

It's no secret I have a thing for socks - I've got friends with great sock collections who won't leave me alone with their sock drawer! - but, seriously, who doesn't like socks?

These are my current favorite --  Paisley Sockwear designs are so fun you won't want to hide them under your pants!  They'd probably make the most amazing sock puppets, too!


Not enough ideas?  Can't find that perfect gift?  Check out the 2012 guide, too!  And the "Partners, friends and community" links on the right have lots of indie businesses, like the Brat Store, Reciprocity, Breathe Bodyworks and more - many of them have amazing stuff!

Our friends at The Conscience Collective have put out quite a dazzling gift guide, as well!

If you're going to any parties (of course you are!) or giving any, check out our posts on being a great guest and Top 10 Tips for Hosting!

Everyone here is donating their time, talent and taste - if you want to contribute to keep the Zestyverse going, there's a handy little donate button on the top right!  Thanks!

Wishing you a warm, lovely, prosperous and healthy 2014!

P.S.  If you're trying to get your script in shape before the clock strikes midnight on NYE - there's a special on script consultations through December 31st - book before the year ends and you get 50% off!  Just check out the Coaching/Consulting page for details!

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

The Greatest Human So Far?

I've been mentally preparing for this for a while now.  Nevermind.  The day is here and I am completely without breath.  Kicked in the gut, winded, tear-streaked and awe-inspired.

The thought began formulating itself and has been unraveling slowly over the last year or so as reports of illness spread: there has never been anyone on earth with the insight, force, skill, power and love of this man.  We are blessed to witness his life in real time.  We will not witness another such life in ours. I kept wondering if he could live forever.

This is why I prepared myself - or thought I did, for his death. Turns out, there was no preparing.

If I am activist, it is completely because of Mandela and apartheid.  I think I was 11 when I first learned about the segregated state of South Africa.  It was beyond absurd to me, but if it was real, and it appeared it was, I knew it was injustice on the grandest scale. It represented something I had thought of as belonging to other humans, those in the past, like the holocaust or civil rights marches.  That this could be happening while I was on the planet was unfathomable to me.  It had to be stopped.

My first protests were for divestment from South Africa.  Let me tell you - we didn't have a prayer.  We didn't think anyone would divest, and if they did, we didn't think it would have an impact, and we all believed Mandela would die in prison - probably very soon, in fact, given the conditions.  Still we sat, we marched, we spoke, we organized (well, I followed), we obstructed normalcy, we got rained on and got handed cups of soup, and every few hours, someone put on Free Nelson Mandela and we danced.

On the radio, some months later, I heard we'd achieved divestment.  I was driving, and I pulled over, turned up the radio and I cried.  It was a small victory, but now I can see it was a tide turning.  It was a quiet victory, but I learned early to celebrate all the victories, because the defeats will come fast and furious.

When Mandela stepped out of prison, my world changed.  I was now living in a world where Nelson Mandela would not die on a cold cement floor in a prison on a bleak island.  I was living in a world with hope for humanity.  I never thought I would be; it made me change.

Then he became president.

Then he did what no one in our world had ever done - he created forgiveness.  He created vast oceans of forgiveness so that his people, and his country, could move on in positivity, without cultivating bitterness.

Then he steered his country into a new world.

He showed the world what change looked like, what integrity looked like, what justice could look like if we didn't so confuse it with vengeance. He stayed true to his principles and ideals, while always evolving in thought, policy, and implementation.  He led with heart, humor and intellect.  He possessed a warmth and humility I had never seen in other world leaders.

He didn't die.  Not when he should have, not when he was supposed to, and thankfully not until he had given the world almost a century of his grace.  He didn't fight his fate - he lived the life he was given, true in each moment.  He moved forward even when that meant standing still.  He did not give in to any of the temptations we succumb to so easily every day - self doubt, fear, loathing, depression - not even when his spirit and body were sorely tested.

He was a hero.  Not the Homeric kind.  He wasn't going to be waylaid by glamour or take his vanity into battle with him.  A new kind of hero.

I am so grateful for his life and his example.  There really are no excuses, are there?


Monday, 9 December 2013

Quote of the Week - Conaway

"Am I living what I know?"

So wow!

Lately I've been feeling like I'm living in a time bubble between what was before and what is to come.  (Sure - we're always in this bubble - it's called the present, but that's not exactly what I'm going for here.)

There was someone who was me, did a bunch of things and learned a bunch of things.  There's someone who is me who wants to do a bunch of things, stop doing a bunch of things, has been a bunch of places, but wants to be different places…in between is now.  It's uncomfortable, but has the potential to move toward a perfect fit.  When I read this article and saw this question, I knew that it was articulating the ignition of what I was feeling.

We learn a lot, but sometimes we don't stop to process it or implement it.  So we keep making choices based on who we were and what we knew before.  Sometimes, we fling our lives in the direction of things we once wanted, but are no longer desirable to us in any way.  We just get caught up in the momentum of having wanted them.  Somewhere we know that what we we are doing is based on what we used to know and who we used to be, but we just won't tell ourselves that.

Being who we are now and acting on what we know now not only demands throwing over a whole lot of automated responses, it requires real courage and force of character.  But it will no doubt bring you a better life - the one you actually want.

Leave space for it.

Are you living what you know?

I think that's a good prompt for a Monday!

This whole article on The Good Men Project is worth a read and consideration.

And here's a happy Monday moment:

Friday, 6 December 2013

My Science Crush

Oh…I have to say, I have a huge science crush.  Well, I have a lot.  But at the moment, I'm re-crushing hard on Dr. Jacob Bronowski.  I've just watched the final episode in his Ascent of Man series (you can pretty much get them all on YouTube) and I want to walk around in his brain for a good long while!

Episode 13 is something everyone should watch.  Truly.  It's prophetic - filmed in 1973 (yeah - filmed) and it lays it out the changes we need to see, the ways we need to modify behaviour, the relationship of science to government (climate change, censorship and privacy concerns, anyone?), and the need to democratize intellect.  I want to quote the whole show!


Here's an earlier post on Bronowski, too.

Photo of petroglyphs in Central Oregon by E. Amato

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Radiant Orchid for 2014

Pantone has named it's color of the year for next year and it's….


Radiant orchid to be more exact.

Is orchid a color?  Apparently so - it is sort of a lilac-lavender purple color and apparently we welcome it this year into our wardrobes and hearts. I'm feeling…skeptical.  I was on board with orange, teal, and definitely the emerald green, but orchid?

It's supposed to be creative and artistic.  But not too big a change.

I don't know.  How does it make you feel?

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

I Might Be (Becoming) His Biggest Fan

Hard to believe, but Russell Brand keeps winning me over.  First, it was his down to earth piece about Amy Winehouse where he breaks down addiction:

"All addicts, regardless of the substance or their social status share a consistent and obvious symptom; they're not quite present when you talk to them. They communicate to you through a barely discernible but unignorable veil. Whether a homeless smack head troubling you for 50p for a cup of tea or a coked-up, pinstriped exec foaming off about his speedboat, there is a toxic aura that prevents connection. They have about them the air of elsewhere, that they're looking through you to somewhere else they'd rather be. And of course they are. The priority of any addict is to anaesthetise the pain of living to ease the passage of the day with some purchased relief."

And now this:

Speaking truth to power is necessary.  Sometimes we need someone with access to do it for us.

But I'm still clear that Arthur was kind of a mistake.

Monday, 2 December 2013

Quote of the Week - Questlove

"How can you say what’s important in a life, really? Could you sum up a whole life in twenty chapters? Or would it take twenty-one? And why is the person who lived the life the only one talking? Could you pass the mic, let someone else talk, and just shut the hell up for a minute and let them call you on your inevitable bullshit? I don’t know exactly what would work, but experimenting is more interesting than just telling the story straight through from A to Z."

I love this.  So far so good - feel like this is a mad quotable book.

It is time to pass the mic.  In a global sense.  We all know there isn't one story - ever.  We've all done enough work to realize that we are made up of the tens, hundreds, thousands of stories that create communities.  This whole "project of me" not only is never done - it's completely beside the point.  The point is people.  How we live together is a good bit about how we live with ourselves, but nobody lives by themselves, no matter how great their effort to do so.

Another of my favorite books about people I admire or maybe wanted to be - Bill Graham Presents - does exactly this - it is just a cut and paste of the stories told by him and others about his life.  Even within those pages, there is no truth.  But what great stories.

We are made up of stories, inspired by stories, we all have them and we all need to find voice.

But there's no correct answer.  It's not a multiple choice test, or, if it is, all the answers might be right.

Pass the mic.  It's a talking stick.  Or to quote some friends, from back in the day at Karma Coffeehouse:

What you see before you is an open mic…

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

Practivist of the Week - Adam Wedd

Adam Wedd

How old are you, if you don’t mind?

I'm 28 . but what's age in the context of eternity :P?

What is the main focus of your practivism at this time and how does that manifest?

2 things. To enable every person to shine like stars in their communities and to write songs that articulate the spiritual emotional journeys of people - and to have as much fun as possible along the way! We run music workshops and open mic nights at a drop in café that's open 5 nights a week in the basement of a theatre. The vision is for every young person to explore their voice, have it heard, understood and affirmed! We also run a youth magazine which is going to have 8000 physical copies printed next year reaching the schools of west Kent. We also record young artists for free and have just had a young persons song we recorded at the café played on BBC Kent radio, which is nice!

What route did you take to get here?

I've always walked the line between being a youth worker and song-writing tea drinking performing extrovert. I fell into youth work as a result of older wiser people pouring their wisdom and time into me and song-writing has been a way I've connected with the world on a daily basis since age 12. Though I don't feel like I've arrived anywhere, on a very long adventure! I started working for the YMCA London South West running a range of youth work projects, namely Music Room which is still going and is a space for young people to come and learn an instrument for free and to be able to explore performing, recording and other aspects of the art and craft.

You can check out the youth café here

Editor's Note:  Adam has an amazing gig coming up on November 29th in London - it's a huge collaboration - check it out!

Practivism = Proactive, pragmatic, promotable activism.  

Are you a practivist?  Do you turn your talents and energy into helping community, sustainability, youth, equality?  Do you know a practivist?  If so, the Zestyverse wants to feature you - send a message!  

Monday, 25 November 2013

Quote of the Week - Dancoff's Law

"The greatest growth occurs when the greatest number of mistakes are made consistent with survival."
~ Dancoff's Law
I was fortunate enough to attend a writing workshop of Judith Dancoff's recently.  It was at that workshop that this pearl was given to us.  Its shell is just as fascinating - Sidney Dancoff was a physicist who worked on the Manhattan Project.  Something which created perhaps the most elegantly terrifying mistake humanity has ever produced. 

Just as an accord is being reached with Iran, and with childhood nuclear fears pushed back, I wonder - is this greatest mistake, the ability to eradicate ourselves horribly, is it also a triumph?  Did we not learn a tremendous amount - not only about how the universe works and is in motion - but also about our own limits as a species and as emotional beings?  Pushed to the brink of accidental self-destruction, have we not collectively used the fear of this to get better and to value life more?

The concatenation of growth and mistakes feels perilous sometimes. No creation occurs without mistakes, and it seems we cannot evolve in anything without little and big failures.  The happy accidents go hand in hand with the treacherous ones.  It's the last part that's scary:  "consistent with survival."  

It doesn't seem like a coincidence that Catching Fire is earning buckets of money this weekend.  It's about survival, the female as warrior, and adaptation.  Like all of us, Katniss didn't choose when and where to be born (unless you believe we do that at some secret meeting before birth).  She showed up in a time and place and had conditions foisted upon her like everyone else.  She just rises to life's occasions, no matter how painful.

Looking back, are there choices you thought of as huge mistakes, which have amounted to great growth in your life?  Take that as today's writing prompt.

(The above quote is a non-mathematical expression of  the work Dancoff  did in collaboration with Henry Quastler.)

p.s. You can still get in on the Kindle Countdown promo for Swimming Through Amber!

Thursday, 21 November 2013

Giving Thanks! Kindle Countdown Promotion!

Amidst the ever-swirling controversy surrounding Thanksgiving, one thing we seem to all agree on is that it's great to focus on gratitude.  In that spirit, I've done a Kindle Countdown promotion for my first collection of poetry Swimming Through Amber.

From November 21st (today!) to November 28th (That Holiday!) you can get my book for a reduced price.  It will start at 99 cents and gradually go up until it reaches it's list price of $4.99.  So the earlier, the better!  Click and get yours!


like a snowflake 
I taste you on my tongue 
microcosmic refreshment 
pure fleeting symmetry   
gravity’s gift 
falling into my open 
like I am 
meteorology’s mistress   

like a snowflake 
you melt whole 
inside the warmth 
of my kiss.

E. Amato
Swimming Through Amber,  Zesty Publications

You can also pick up my Kindle only book 5:  Poems and Images from Morocco for the always low price of $1.99 -- or FREE if you're an Amazon Prime member!

Wishing you a wonderful holiday wherever you are and whatever you do!  Thanks for all the support you give to art and artists.

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Girl Poet Standing

(From a writing prompt from Judith Dancoff.  Unedited.)

The girl poet was stationed carefully between the young coconuts and the Himalayan sea salt section.  This is the biggest Whole Foods in the world and it is a Sunday afternoon and she has staked out her spot.  She has her mic set up and a stand and is expressively boho.  Not too boho, just boho enough.  She is hippie with a dash of hipster and a shake of Pilates.  She is ready to speak.  She approaches the microphone as a lover, embraces the 80’s soundtrack that floats over frozen food cases and wafts comfort to the 40 and 50-something shoppers.  She is not barefoot.  That would be too much.  Nor is she wearing Tom’s shoes.  Though she thinks that might make it all more profitable.

“Poems for sale!  Poems for sale!  Raw organic local poems for sale! “

She has taken stage.  The audience is confused, but this cannot daunt a girl poet.  Poetry audiences are often confused.  She has performed in every imaginable place, she has performed in pubs where people are ten pints into tomorrow’s hangover.  She has performed in prisons and public schools in town squares and even at the Phillipino Festival in San Pedro – even though she is not a Phillipina.  But she’s honorary and makes a mean vegetarian chicken adobo.

“Cliches for sale!  Get your fresh clichés right here!”

She chants to the shoppers pushing their carts – ancestors to the walkers they will all soon have to have.

This well-dressed crowd. This body articulated gluten free range crowd.  They don’t want the poetry.  e.e. cummings is not who they reach for at 3a.m.  On insomniac nights, and there are many, they reach for remotes and streaming video.  Now they stroll through aisles as familiar as freeways and collect the masses of things that become trash and compost when they neglect to remember they have purchased them, as they take for granted the abundance that flows so freely here, yet is so heavily metered and taxed elsewhere.

“Feel good words here!  Feel better fast now today!  Get your spirit in line with your body!  Be here now!”

She is loud and in her own heart rhythm.  She is calling them with the words they know, the ones Oprah taught them – she is doing it and she is wondering will they find her.  Her job is to listen.  Not watch – listen.  She listens to them and amidst all the noise of 90’s hip hop and arguing couples and children wanting chocolate and moms wanting a little personal time, she listens to see if they are hearing her.

“Free poetry samples!  Free poetry samples!”

Moments like these, she wishes she could sing.  Wishes she had a sweet dove in her throat who would fly lightly around the heads of these people and give them the succor they most need.  She has preached to the converted – they all have.  This is what poets do while they’re alive – preach to the converted.  A few get lucky and die and then get found.  She wonders if Rumi knows how famous he is now.

Wondering about Rumi is not listening – so she takes her attention back.  She always wonders who will stop first – who will stop what they are doing and stand before her and just stay there while she speaks.  Once, it was a little girl.  Six years old.  Brownish-blonde wavy hair, holding a stuffed lion, and transfixed by her.  She didn’t know if the little girl was understanding the words, but the movement of her hands, like an Indian dancer, the soft sway of her hips, the sound of her voice – that was compelling.  She wanted to write a poem of the little girl’s life right there right then for her to have and take forward on her journey.  She wanted to give the girl a new kind of storybook to read before bedtime.  Mostly, she wanted no trouble for this girl, but for her to go through her life following the same tiny force that kept her standing in front of the poet at the microphone.  Danny Peck once said, “The only songs I want to sing tonight are the ones I haven’t written yet, “ and in that moment, she felt that – wish she could freestyle a lifeline long and adventurous and safe for the little girl.  Lately, Theresa Davis had said to her, “Don’t expect life to bubble wrap itself for you.”  This is what she feared for the little girl. That she’s become a shopper like these.  In that moment, eyes connected and a little speechless, an agitated hand grabbed the little girl and pulled her away with a “where have you been, I’ve been down every aisle looking for you.”  She sent the girl away with a prayer for a beautiful life and returned to the mic.

As she caught herself in that reverie, she suddenly realized what had happened.  In front of her, carts like armor before them, were 12 or so shoppers – mostly female, mostly 40’s, intently bent on her.  As she came back to herself, she realized in full flower, she had just written that song she had wanted to sing – she just opened her throat chakra she just told that story; she just freestyled a lifeline.