Walk On The Wild Side

R.I.P. Loui Reed


RIP Mydolls Guitarist, Kathy Johnston

In Houston,Texas, there is a post punk band called Mydolls.

Mydolls formed in 1978 and has stayed together in friendship and played shows since then.

Sometime in the 90’s Mydolls added a 5th player, Kathy Johnston. 

Kathy was a terrific guitarist. Completely devoted to Mydolls and her partner, Dianna Ray, bass player of Mydolls.

Kathy was diagnosed with Leukemia in 2004 and has fought the good fight for her life bravely since then.

She passed away on Saturday September 4, 2011 at 58 years old.

Rest in peace, sweet Kathy.


Love Reckons by Itself

A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning’s greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.  

Maya Angelou

So many people drink over loss.

Country singers cry in their beer. Rockers commit suicide. Financiers jump off buildings. Suburban housewives run over their husbands and burn their clothes. Limitless suffering inflicted.

Is all this drama about love? about success? about life?

NOTHING is worth all that crazy drama.

We choose to close the door on the insanity. Our serenity is worth more than anything.

When it’s over, it’s over.


Love, friendships, parents, family, business partners leave, lose a business, a job, your haircut sucks, death whatever…

Bless all whose lives have crossed our paths and let them go….

…like spit on a griddle…

Love reckons by itself -- alone -- "As large as I" -- 
relate the Sun To One who never felt it blaze -- 
Itself is all the like it has --Emily Dickinson

Leonard Cohen

Love Itself

The light came through the window,
Straight from the sun above,
And so inside my little room
There plunged the rays of Love.

In streams of light I clearly saw
The dust you seldom see,
Out of which the Nameless makes
A Name for one like me.

I’ll try to say a little more
Love went on and on
Until it reached an open door
Then Love Itself
Love Itself was gone.

All busy in the sunlight
The flecks did float and dance,
And I was tumbled up with them
In formless circumstance.

I’ll try to say a little more
Love went on and on
Until it reached an open door
Then Love Itself
Love Itself was gone.

Then I came back from where I’d been.
My room, it looked the same
But there was nothing left between
The Nameless and the Name.

My Godchild

This is a happy day for so many reasons, but the best thing of all is, today, my Godchild is 21 years old.

I think back to this day in the hospital room when her parents asked me to be her Godmother and I feel so happy I could be sober and be granted this precious station in life. My Godchild has been the most amazing teacher to me. I have learned to love so deeply and so completely by having this sweet little spirit in my life. I was 5 months and 19 days sober when she was born. (Her parents didn’t know any one sober. Maybe this is why I got the job LOL kidding… sorta.)

I am so happy and grateful and blessed and honored to have had the spiritual experience of being a mother.

Happy Birthday My sweet girl.

I love you.

Joanna Newsom

Sprout and Bean

Addicted to Love?

Can some one really be addicted to love? Because true love is something so rare, how can a person be addicted to it?

I think some times a person is addicted to winning or addicted to owning or controlling another person, but addicted to love?

Hmm, that just doesn’t make sense.

Can a person be addicted to their emotions?

I see how a person can be in such fear of losing another person and the fear of being alone that they cling like a cling on.

I understand that, but does love apply here?

I see how a person stays in a bad relationship out of guilt, but love is done by that time, that’s not love, so addicted to love doesn’t make sense.

Being in love doesn’t mean being a door mat…Loser..

Being in love doesn’t mean you are constantly compromised or your trust is broken over and over.

That’s not even a good friendship.

Compromising in Relationships


Just saying…

The Cure

Friday I’m in Love

Urban Dictionary Define True Love


Love to be included each year in a Jewish/ Catholic home for Passover. Such a beautiful meal!

I am so grateful to be sober and celebrate in a sober home and feel the amazing spirit there with us.

Bitter herbs, Gefilte fish, Matzo, Prayers, Ritual…extended family…super cool..



                 Would be so wonderful if love ruled the world.

Not a big Bible grrl, but I do love this…

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
The Bible: 1 Corinthians 13:4

I read the book from back to front
It made a deep impression
Yeah, twenty thousand pages, baby
And I hoped for some direction
I stood before the mirror
And I stared at my reflection
I’d almost disappeared
And I made no impression
I went down to my baby’s house
And I sat down on the step
Said, “Two thousand years of Christian history, baby
And you ain’t learned to love me yet”
My baby looked me in the eye
My nails were bitten to the quick
She said,  You used to love me all night long
But you’ve gotten so thin and sick?
I’m gonna send you a love bomb
I’m gonna send you a love bomb
I read that book from back to front
Yeah, looking for some inspiration
I’d been listening to the radio
Trying to find some self expression

I been listening to the ‘Woman’s Hour’
I been listening to ‘Gardeners Question Time’
But every thing I try to grow
I can’t even grow a dandelion

Yeah, I’ve been watching the MTV
I’ve been watching the BBC
Yeah, I’ve been searching on the Internet
I’m getting so thin and sick

I’m gonna send you a love bomb
I’m gonna send you a love bomb
Oh, I’m gonna send you a love bomb

I went to my baby’s house
And I sat down on the step
Yeah, I went down to my baby’s house
And I lay down on the step

She said,  What are you doing here??
I said,  I been trying to make some sense
But every action that I take
Is of absolutely no fuckin’ consequence?

My baby said,  You can sit there.
She reached down with her fingers
Her fingers went right through me
I screamed my head off, I was so thin and sick

I’m gonna send you a love bomb
I’m gonna send you a love bomb

I’m gonna send you a love bomb
I’m gonna send you a love bomb