The mind, a dormant stone

The Mother. She needs us, but more importantly,  we NEED her! 

Saturday, June 15th at Beyond Baroque in Venice, CA -- many Los Angeles Poets gathered to pay tribute to the legendary voice of Venice, Poet Scott Wannberg . In 2011, Wannberg passed away due to many medical issues...his legacy continues to sprout from the gardens, the walls, and the hearts inhabiting the literary arts mecca. Led by fellow Carma Bum , S.A. Griffin , the love for Scott Wannberg flew to the skies and beyond. I  am exceptionally proud to be a part of the tribute, as I personally didn't get to meet and come to know Scott. However, I do see the the seeds of his words, and how they have come to grow and grow out further into the world, touching more souls and spirits. I am proud to read the works of Scott Wannberg and hope I can only do his words the justice of being read as he intended. With great respect, here I am with a very accomplished Flutist, Juan Cardenas , together we perform Wannberg's poem, "The War". Jessica Wilson & Juan Cardena...

Thank you to Jennifer Carroll for teaching me what Love was, how to show it, how to give it. Thank you to Anthony Greene for teaching me unconditional Love, and showing me that it is the single greatest gift any one human can give. Freely. Love is not perfect, often messy; and you'd have to be willing to get your hands dirty to make it right... Sculpt it...or care enough to try.

My best friend died Sunday, July 24, 2011. Best and oldest friend...a brother and someone connected to my soul throughout life. It's not entirely real to me...we'd always talk, plan trips to see each other. This is going to be hard. He struggled a lot throughout his life; his weight problem, respiratory issues, sensitivity in general as he got older and heavier. It's a damn shame. He was a very strong man. Very strong! He'd fight off death for years. :) He'd joke about it a lot...saying that death is gonna have to fight harder because he's not giving up. His heart gave out, his body had enough trauma. He just had to let go, we have to acknowledge that he lived hard, fought well, died nobly. We'd joke about our heritage...we had much of the same mix of mutt in us, which was quite unique. He was also the son of many many vikings! Norsemen were tough, full of valor and grit, arghhhhhhh! Those medieval times men had nothing on Anthony Greene. :) Noth...