October 31, 2001
Dear Mary Lu,
"The Barefoot Sonata*" your sound erased then seduced whose naked truth of your footprints,
B.T. 10/01 (Jim's pen name)
the blackboard scribbles
I was working on
the breath
I was following
now echoes
in the chalk-dust
unswept,
and left behind.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I want to think of it as the best birthday
gift any one could give......and it was. Meanwhile back at the ranch, my feet are marching to the same
old prison cadence, an echo, that can be deafening at times, so I try to use it like "walking-meditation."
Why not? But I prefer The Barefoot Sonata. ....But then there is Mary Lu, who I am truly amazed at.
Your tenacity and perseverance have paid off. I was right there with you on each note.
But it was much more than that - it was the entire message around each note, the intonation,
the powerful dancing around the meek, the meek bending the powerful ever so slightly and gently,
until they merge as one and then taper to their own nothingness of new beginnings....Yes, it was a great
dance, wasn't it. One of the best dances I've had the privilege of partaking in, in a long time.
Thank you for the dance.... and scribbles dreams B.T. 10/01 Be kind to your wonderful self, be safe with that which doesn't
matter, and become vulnerable where it does. I can hear your sound coming through loud and clear, and I can hear your vulnerability
praying for its sight.
Namaste, *(I always play barefoot, out of respect for the music
faces the blackboard
of night
to be erased
in another life.
Signed Jim
to feel the connection with the earth
to remember that I am that. ml)
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