Thursday, March 1, 2012

Musical Interlude

I have a crush on Hunter Hayes.  He has this song, "Storm Warning"--it's that song that I always want to hear on the radio.  (You know you have a can't-wait-to-hear-it song.  You know you do.)



So, anyway, I looked him up on the interwebs and discovered that this kid has an obscene amount of talent.  The kind of talent that makes you a bit jealous and kind of want to be him because he can play every instrument in his band and looks damn good playing all of them. 

(As a side note, I am clear that my friends will make fun of me for oogling after this 21 year old kid.  Fine.  I love fun-making.)

Anyways, back to this kid with buckets of talent.  Have you ever had one of those fantasy thoughts where you could do super-cool things like play every instrument in your band?  No?  Well I have.  Hunter Hayes makes me want to take piano lessons and guitar lessons and banjo lessons and drum lessons and saxophone lessons and voice lessons and then be overly talented at all of them.   Granted, he came out of the womb playing the piano and writing lyrics, so I think he has a bit of a head start on me and my talent-filled fantasy.

*Sigh* 

Perhaps the best way to resolve this is to just do what I do best and live vicariously through this kid's awesome music skills while I wait in anticipation to hear my new favorite song on the radio. 

Monday, February 27, 2012

Humanity to Love

I love people.  I am so moved and humbled and inspired by people.

I am not so inspired by them while sitting in traffic, or looking for the whole-milk greek yogurt in a store committed to its customers buying fat free products, but that will be left for another time.

I am so rocked by people.  And what moves me is not only when someone creates something extraordinary--like a leadership program in a prison system, or a dental care service for homeless children--but that in accomplishing these amazing feats, we are showing the rest of the world that the extraordinary is possible.  Like Roger Bannister popping the lid off of the once inconceivable four-minute mile, we are ripping the lid off of humanity, of what is possible in being human.  Not just some human beings with talents more special than others, but for each and every human being on the planet.

I am moved by people who's actions are a calling to others--that those dreams you have left on the shelf in the back of your mind--resigned that they will ever come to be in all their imagined glory--they are possible.  Not only are they possible, but you are the one who can and will fulfill on them.  There is nothing separating Roger Bannister from you--or me for that matter.  There is no superhero power that Martin Luther King, Jr, or Nelson Mandela, or Mahtma Ghandi have that you do not.

I love people that are a demonstration of this--that anything is possible and they are going to use their lives as an example.