Humility
After losing to the nemesis Celtics in the 1957 Finals, St. Louis wins the rematch a year later.
Is it hard for you to ask for advice? Do you rather wander aimlessly around than humble yourself and ask for help? Why is it so hard to admit that we are lost? It must be pride. We want to pretend at all cost that we know what we are doing. But the sooner we admit we are clueless, the sooner we are en route in the right direction. This is also true in our spiritual life. We don’t need... Read More Read More
A few weeks ago, while I was aimlessly pinning away on Pinterest, I stumbled upon the most beautiful pompom snowball garland from Anthropologie. It’s been pretty well documented by now, that my love affair with garlands runs deep… So, for the next several days, I contemplated buying this lovely piece of holiday decor, but at […]
One of the biggest challenges in the modern world has to be our skewed relationship with food. We are mostly munching away aimlessly, without any real hunger.Here we have tried to enlist 6 foods that must be a part of a healthy diet.
On a random Tuesday, while aimlessly scrolling through Instagram, I came across a sponsored post from a non-profit organization called ArtReach. The post read “Call for Artists! Guitar Art Auction 2021” and I clicked right away.
You get to a new river and have a basic idea of the style of nymphing you want to try. You think, today feels like a great day to work on indicator nymphing.
On a random Tuesday, while aimlessly scrolling through Instagram, I came across a sponsored post from a non-profit organization called ArtReach. The post read “Call for Artists! Guitar Art Auction 2021” and I clicked right away.
Stressing on purchasing enough food for your party while aimlessly wandering the grocery aisles just hours away from the big event? We've all been there! 😂 Fear not, I've put together this amazing guide to make you stop the guessing game and start becoming the natural hostess you are destined to be!
Well hello and welcome! Living in the suburbs of Chicago, occasionally brings me downtown into the heart of the city. It’s on those occasions that I am struck by the number of homeless, who spend their days (in summer and in winter) aimlessly wondering about the city. This image has inspired me to compose In The Morning Sun. I can only imagine the emptiness and perhaps fear, they must feel as evening turns to night and the rest of us leave the city, leaving them cold and alone. As a child, I was a big science fiction fan. Reading all of the standard sci-fi novels of the time, I noticed that the general theme was gloom and doom when it came to the human race. And how one day, machines will be our masters. Again, this inspired me to compose more music. Enter the song, Machine Maker. It’s a retrospective of sci-fi from my childhood. The Time We Knew is perhaps one of my favorite works of the entire collection. Inspired by the realization that our lives are merely cycles that repeat themselves from generation to generation. One day while sitting in my studio staring at some old photos hanging on the walls, I noticed the pattern. I saw grandparents, parents, children and grandchildren, all apparently doing the same things. All being babies, growing up, going to school, getting jobs, getting married, having children, growing old together, retiring and eventually passing on. Sounds depressing, but it really isn’t. Each one of us gets our own life and can enjoy or suffer every moment. It’s our choice. In the Spring of 1987, my mother passed away after battling cancer. It was a dark period in my life. At the time, I felt as if life was treating good people very badly. The experience was inspiration to write The Brighter Side. Every time I perform that song, it reminds me that good and bad things happen, but usually there is a bright side. Sometimes it can be difficult to see it, but we should always be searching for it. On The Thin Edge Of Insanity is where we all balance the busy schedules and responsibilities that make up our lives. Everyone should meet a soul-mate during their lifetime. It’s the single most important experience we all need to have. I met mine 30 years ago. I still remember the feelings of infatuation that have matured into feelings of love and deep respect. She is my love, my best friend and The Girl That I Adore and so inspired me to write a little song about her. I’m sure everyone has experienced the drifting apart that occurs when old friends become nothing more than memories. It has happened more than a few times in my life. And as such, I drew inspiration from that for the song Old Relations. What makes it an especially interesting story for me was observing how I felt on the few occasions where I had the good fortune to get back in touch with a friend of years past. You would think it would be a wonderful and energizing experience, but often it’s not. Often, both of you have changed and neither really can relate to the other any longer, which makes for this kind of awkward longing to go back to the time when you were close friends. The moral to the story folks? You can’t go back. We grow and change every day. Let it go and move on. Remember and cherish the experiences you once had and open your self up to new ones everyday. -Mark
Well hello and welcome! Living in the suburbs of Chicago, occasionally brings me downtown into the heart of the city. It’s on those occasions that I am struck by the number of homeless, who spend their days (in summer and in winter) aimlessly wondering about the city. This image has inspired me to compose In The Morning Sun. I can only imagine the emptiness and perhaps fear, they must feel as evening turns to night and the rest of us leave the city, leaving them cold and alone. As a child, I was a big science fiction fan. Reading all of the standard sci-fi novels of the time, I noticed that the general theme was gloom and doom when it came to the human race. And how one day, machines will be our masters. Again, this inspired me to compose more music. Enter the song, Machine Maker. It’s a retrospective of sci-fi from my childhood. The Time We Knew is perhaps one of my favorite works of the entire collection. Inspired by the realization that our lives are merely cycles that repeat themselves from generation to generation. One day while sitting in my studio staring at some old photos hanging on the walls, I noticed the pattern. I saw grandparents, parents, children and grandchildren, all apparently doing the same things. All being babies, growing up, going to school, getting jobs, getting married, having children, growing old together, retiring and eventually passing on. Sounds depressing, but it really isn’t. Each one of us gets our own life and can enjoy or suffer every moment. It’s our choice. In the Spring of 1987, my mother passed away after battling cancer. It was a dark period in my life. At the time, I felt as if life was treating good people very badly. The experience was inspiration to write The Brighter Side. Every time I perform that song, it reminds me that good and bad things happen, but usually there is a bright side. Sometimes it can be difficult to see it, but we should always be searching for it. On The Thin Edge Of Insanity is where we all balance the busy schedules and responsibilities that make up our lives. Everyone should meet a soul-mate during their lifetime. It’s the single most important experience we all need to have. I met mine 30 years ago. I still remember the feelings of infatuation that have matured into feelings of love and deep respect. She is my love, my best friend and The Girl That I Adore and so inspired me to write a little song about her. I’m sure everyone has experienced the drifting apart that occurs when old friends become nothing more than memories. It has happened more than a few times in my life. And as such, I drew inspiration from that for the song Old Relations. What makes it an especially interesting story for me was observing how I felt on the few occasions where I had the good fortune to get back in touch with a friend of years past. You would think it would be a wonderful and energizing experience, but often it’s not. Often, both of you have changed and neither really can relate to the other any longer, which makes for this kind of awkward longing to go back to the time when you were close friends. The moral to the story folks? You can’t go back. We grow and change every day. Let it go and move on. Remember and cherish the experiences you once had and open your self up to new ones everyday. -Mark
On a random Tuesday, while aimlessly scrolling through Instagram, I came across a sponsored post from a non-profit organization called ArtReach. The post read “Call for Artists! Guitar Art Auction 2021” and I clicked right away.
Imagine sliding into your warmest pullover as you watch the behemoth snowflakes make landfall outside. The silent thuds on the Earth bound objects outside send muted messages of greeting as they hold tight then disappear like a forsaken lover. An awe inspiring Jazz riff from The Shuzz album echoes arrogantly in the background, as your favorite cat yawns in splendid boredom and content. A glass of wine sits taunting you as you aimlessly search the green landscape observable from your window for motivational crumbs. I get lost in the anatomy of the playlist which makes beautiful noise that competes with the grey of the day. Then, of course, the stomach makes a belching entry into your train of thought announcing with indignity that he has not yet been served. As you brandish an imaginative rendering of palatable items in rebuttal, the tearful goodbye of the last track smiles and fades away to the clamoring of pots and pans. Bon appétit you hungry bastard! This is part 2 of Mission 6.
It’s just another night. We’re going through a rebellious phase. Driver’s Licenses give us a new borrowed freedom when parents choose to comply to incessant badgering. We drive aimlessl…
When was the last time you went a whole day without using your phone? We are relying on our digital devices for almost everything these days
On a random Tuesday, while aimlessly scrolling through Instagram, I came across a sponsored post from a non-profit organization called ArtReach. The post read “Call for Artists! Guitar Art Auction 2021” and I clicked right away.
On a random Tuesday, while aimlessly scrolling through Instagram, I came across a sponsored post from a non-profit organization called ArtReach. The post read “Call for Artists! Guitar Art Auction 2021” and I clicked right away.
