Spring is for planting seeds…summer is to let them Grow…
June 24, 2008 · No Comments
I can’t sleep when something is missing …
It’s amazing how in moments, something can mean so very much …
Sometimes a kiss is so much more than a kiss …
A touch can linger in your mind forever …
Love can exist in so many forms and so many ways…
Once you limit your heart, you limit your life …
Vital to your potential is the blossom of passion…
Everything changers when a muise touches your heart the words and music write themselves…
A walk in the woods can awaken a soul and rekindle a lifetime…
Fear is always present when something really matters…
You know you’ve found your Muise when it means so much…
To accept love is to understand it…
Only when it’s real can it mean so much…
Perfection only exists if you let it…
Hold on to every moment…
Even when you’re scared you run to each other…
Real love is based on trust and dreams…
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what will the future hold?
June 20, 2008 · Comments Off
A fog descends upon the fields and an eerie glow illuminates the streetlights….
Tomorrow holds its secrets, veiled by the darkness enveloped in the mists.
The first day of summer the first breath of life, winter and spring had blurred into a grayness that held my spirit captive…tophers laughter broke the night, will it inspire me, will it open the windows of the future. Will laughter end the silence in my soul?
Can his effervescence be experienced and translated …will we hold the beauty of a soul unbound for even a moment can a moment last a lifetime…when I close my eyes the tone & pitch, the melody of his voice etched forever in my creative thought…have the muses whispered to me?
Will the muses speak?
The phone rings and a voice on the other end adds one more change into my world, a friend, a love, a moment that could change everything … when someone reaches out how can you not reach back…regardless of the out come. A lifetime was just ensured, on a rare occasion you know that a moment is forever and sometimes love is just that simple…will a statue awaken as my muse will laugher guide my way…
When the fog clears and summer breaks, what will the future hold?
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Love is…
June 19, 2008 · Comments Off
Love…
Many of you write and tell me so very much about your lives and ask my opinion on very personal issues…I thank you for the trust but please understand why I never really give advice…
The majority of this weeks’ questions were about Love…
I gave all in the name of love more than once and have been burned; but love doesn’t stop just because we were hurt… in the last year wonderful people entered our life and as we gave our hearts we found no one there to hold it…
Dose that mean we should stop giving our heart? The pain of that moment will never go away that’s what made it real…
Often someone will say one thing and do another, dose that me we should all go deaf….
Today we have a chance again to love …
Do we run for protection?
Do we welcome it with open arms?
When I feel Love in any of its millions of forms I say it, only then is it real…
After months of darkness…. Like Groundhog Day topher has me seeing the sun and visions of summer…
Today I was in a good mood and everyone getting married on the R-Family cruise will receive a wedding gift from us, a sculpture made for them with all our best…
After all love is contagious…we should all catch it!
Feb.29th, 2008
just a few thoughts…
In your cards and emails you may all call me what you want and you may easily tune into another station and stop listening to my show. But I am and always will be a human being the same as you….
This is the 29th day of February, a day that comes only 25 Times a century… Also a very special Birthday; Joan Rivers, Joy Behar, Micheal Jackson all wish they had been born today!
I on the other hand enjoy the passing of birthdays and milestones. I seldom celebrate birthdays I feel life itself is a birthday celebration… the date is a marker a moment that says I was here, a witness to life and history…
I guess it was a leap year that I missed… the day the world changed.
I grew up dreaming of exploring the universe, the birth of color television, a man walking on the moon, a world that stopped for 7 days to learn their combined history and watch Roots… Grease was the word and music and media made a difference… It made us feel and think. Those who made the movies or wrote the songs cared and sometimes didn’t even know it. We weren’t politically correct, the brit in school blew a fag often and I ate nigger babies… we may have said things that seem unthinkable today but the Archie Bunker in all of us knew some things rose above our petty jealousies and differences… I grew up in a world of change where women stopped cleaning toilets and serving their husbands and started dreaming of sharing the families growth and burdens. A world where I had to fight and baby-sit to help a friend who was a single mother stay in university when the world felt she shouldn’t… A world where Geraldine Farrerrro made me believe some day… where Benson said I can run a government… I lived to see that day…
What Happened to us on that road…
I have been blessed. Williamson Henderson, who started the stonewall riots and made gay rights an issue, is my friend. I have called Mother Teresa, Corretta Scott King, Rosa Parks, Ed Koch and Rev. James Forbes friend, along with Father Mychal Judge and Bishop Gene Robinson; I have known Kings and Presidents, homeless and whores, and we are all the same…
Yet I see a world dividing itself on illusions. When I was born the world was challenged. Never again a holocaust, ask not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country… these weren’t words; they were ways to live… where did we change? Now I see people saying the politically correct thing or doing it, but in private we have all become the dog chapmen and afraid to express anything contrary to the mob…
If I hurt you in grade school I can’t change it… know today is a new day. I hope I’m a better person. If my ancestors did wrong to your ancestors we need to move on, we are not our ancestors we have grown and evolved… Into something better I hope… I am sure that was their wish and dream…
When I ask who shall lead us, I look for experience and pathos. I want a strong leader with a compassionate heart, Hillary has proven this… she forgave her husband because of love, she stood strong against the mob and her voting record speaks for itself. John McCain has served his country with valor, he has sacrificed all for the common good, his record also speaks for itself. Each has a different perspective to the same problem. We have a choice as to how to solve the problem; Barrack Obama has not shown his true beliefs. We have seen 2 views on gay rights and women’s issues, we have seen 2 views on trade and NAFTA, we have no record to look back on to see where he really stands after the rhetoric. When we ask for a policy statement we get more rhetoric but nothing solid. I have asked and only Hillary answered and although I don’t always agree with her, I at least have a solid answer. When I ask Barrack, I’m a racist and Bigot; it’s so easy to throw that label out and destroy a question of merit. I was in love once with a black man and he was Muslim. I would still lay my life down for him even today. When we met I joke it was dark because when asked to describe him I didn’t even realize he was black until the second date, I thought he was tanned, not Nubian. His heart was so wonderful and I was so wrapped in conversation I missed his skin color. It became a joke in his family and mine I guess that makes me racist. After Brian and I fought for civil rights, we were on television one night and a woman walked up in her 50’s. She wanted to poke her cigarette in our eyes and wished we would burn in hell. She was a good Christian, Brian was pissed with me but I did what I always do and sat and had a coffee with her. She told me her life story… alcoholic who raised her son alone after she threw out her abusive husband. She met a Christian man, moved in and had another child. He ran around on her so she left… then another Christian man and another child. She had strong beliefs in marriage and Brian and I were spitting in gods face. She was a good Christian and would never divorce her husband that’s why she lived with the other 2… marriage is sacred… she couldn’t answer when she learned that in over 20 years since the night we met we have spent every single night under the same roof. We have raised a son and survived cohabitation at its best… yet she still felt she was superior to us because she could be married and we shouldn’t. I understand only too well, death treats as common as Friday afternoons what prejudice is. I understand and live with that, but I have never used it to cloud or hide who I am. I will be judged by who I am and how I lived, not the view or gossip of the mass.
Mr. Obama, tell us who you are… You may be the President I want, but I first need to know the man. I know the woman, and there is no difference… the difference will be in what you believe, not who you are or how you look…
Days later I still see the picture in traditional garb and you act as though it’s slander… that scares me, if its your heritage wear it proudly. NO SCOTS MAN WOULD EVER DENY THE KILT…
A world is waiting… no more rhetoric, win this or lose this on your qualities as a man not the color of your skin. You have a chance to unite but as long as people vote for color as congressman Lewis has been forced; it only makes the slight distance between the races greater…
In your cards and emails you may all call me what you want and you may easily tune into another station and stop listening to my show. But I am and always will be a human being the same as you….
December 14,2007
A comment on new laws…
Give me liberty or … I do like that Versace
George Washington did everything the King told him…
Ben Franklin thought only what we was taught…
Thomas Jefferson understood that the concept of liberty couldn’t work…
Thomas Paine understood that a Government
who took care of him best served him…
John Hancock new that silence was golden
and anonymity was the key to success…
Paul Revere’s success was in the fact
that he took care of his own business
and let others fend for themselves…
On September 11, 2001 19 men brought the world to a halt…
Thousands raced into the inferno and a knowing fate,
in an attempt to save others…
Millions around the world stopped
and gave their time, money and prayers….
The next morning New York City stood up
with courage and faith to face a new beginning…
A Nation united to face a new reality…
A world changed…
Today we are reminded that our silence is golden…
If we ignore cancer it will just go away…
If we ignore hatred and prejudice,
they’ll forget why they disliked us…
If we give the bully power, he’ll leave us alone…
Most successful societies are built on the concept
that the people run the government…
These societies share the common ancestry
that a revolution against an oppressive regime was their conception…
We have come so far as a world that we can trust
our governments to always best serve us…
Our leaders ensure fair elections and laws
that represent all the people…
It’s a wonderful world where I can worry more about what I’ll wear
than how I live…
And no war will ever affect me if it’s half a world away…
And I wouldn’t want that kind living near me…
And as for the victims of terror, life goes on;
they can’t do anything for me…
The best I can give the world is to be rich and famous…
After all, no one worries about me so why should I help them?
What a pleasure today to see Hollywood silent…
The two Ro’s finally shut up, after all, who really listened?
Could they change my mind?
There was only a little truth in what they said…
One a grandmother, a been there done that …
who talked nonsense about Santa…
Me, Christmas’ biggest supporter, had to listen to this crap…
Society is better served by watching her
model a beautiful white leather jacket….
Ok so a little of what she said had validity…
The other a lesbian… well doesn’t that just say everything…
It’s better if she just sells a flip camera or something…
What could she possible understand about life or its struggles?
They talk about life, love, wars and religion…
I’d sooner listen to a farmer or surveyor…
What makes her think she is a patriot like Washington?
What did he do before the war of independence?
It doesn’t matter,
we have elected people to speak for us so we shouldn’t speak…
No one wants to think that’s why we have a congress…
that day I silently vowed I would live up to such an honor,
I would give my last measure to protect the commander and chief,
to honor the congress and, with my final breath,
to defend the constitution of the United States of America…
I would abide her laws and protect her people…
I would earn the designation of patriot…
all I have is my art, but it’s for the nation…
If we are told we are best served by silence then it must be so…
George Washington was told things by the king…
I wonder what he would do?
I live in a wonderful country,
where the government lets me be anything they want me to be…
I’m a law abiding citizen…
the laws are here to protect me…
Jefferson, Franklin, Hancock, Paine and Washington understood that….
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Sunday Nov. 25,2007
It never fails to amaze me how many of you write…
I spend hours each day worrying about every word in a play or piece…. yet, this quick ramble of raw thought and emotion unedited and uncensored is putting me in touch with so many of you …a window to me and my world…having dyslexia I have always been guarded when I wrote that is until this mess of a blog…I have chosen to write as I speak for this, so once in a while I ramble or pontificate…topics will vary and above all I will tell the truth about my screwed up world… so please don’t ask about personal issues I will always address them as I feel they are important…our family may be considered unconventional but it’s ours and how it works our business…My career ask away …
Advice on your life … I gave that up giving advice a long time ago…after all you already know the answer you just want someone to blame it on…
This new cyber world is filled with so many Ideas and opinions and more than a few nuts … some of the friends and people who inspire my day are blogs that give me a since of the real worlds pro’s and cons … plus when I read the topics they deal with… I realize only the most brilliant minds read me!
If you want to take a peak in to my favorites list….
When I need a Middle America reality check I look at
The 2 Ro’s
http://www.roseanneworld.com/blog/index.php
For a laugh I check our Joan and Rip
http://www.joanriversblog.com/blog/
http://www.riptaylor.com/main.html
For Inspiration I check out JM, DPC, DB & MV & MK
http://www.myspace.com/therealdavidcassidy
http://www.danbrown.com/meet_dan/index.html
http://meredithtoday.ivillage.com/entertainment/
My Broadway fix…
http://www.officiallizaminnelli.com/index.html
http://margochanning.broadwayworld.com/
http://lizadams.broadwayworld.com/
http://jasonseaver.broadwayworld.com/
http://i-squad.com/Sixth%20Place%20Records/Constantine.html
http://broadway.yahoo.com/blog/
http://www.nydailynews.com/blogs/culture/
For gossip…. I don’t check… you always keep me informed….
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Saturday Nov. 24,2007
Snow flurries outside my window…
Sitting here at my desk and wondering Why?
Last night a friend ( J ) called at 2am to ask why, why dose he bother…
What kind of world has this become, when in truth we stop caring?
I am guilty. I have come to a point where care is a fine thread that I have little or no grip on.
Little things like manners lead to real care… the sarcastic bitch’s thinks they are telling the truth, when the truth is they are hiding their ignorance and fear and the followers afraid of an acid tongue, flock… I am lucky my friends support me and any thing I do …last night J said he liked someone at a bar they had been familiar for a while…and he was treated nicely… but!
Then last night it was learnd that he was really somebody and had a life suddenly he was prime target…and he liked it until the reality check. 2 guys said the guy was their best friend, but be careful one of them even asked J out?
What the hell happened to decency & respect… at least J had the respect in himself to judge the first by his friends and leave… hence the call to me…
A generation with no respect for themselves… that brings me to judgment…Yes we can judge a book by it’s cover and a man by his friends… maybe there are exceptions but on a whole Birds of a feather flock together….
J was lamenting about dating and being alone…one boyfriend wanted to get drunk or high every night and when J was a bit down, even went to parties with out him…care, respect a million little things missing .as a writer he benefited from what he wrote … small conciliation for the piece of his heart…. Love is instant and pretty well unconditional, his encounter last night was someone he lusted over and was proud of the conquest no matter the reason … yet at 2 am as we talked he told me of a love he let go because his Buddies didn’t approve … it was his regret even though he ended it and justified it; with who he wanted to be his true love…turns out the true love is now hooked up with the buddy that pushed him to end the relationship he secretly wanted … well small world, through a different circle I know the real love!
And surprise he has confided in me his undying love for J… the hurt has put up blockades but should.. I tell them the truth will they still have that love or walk away?
Wish I were in a better mood for this call…
Guess writing this will tell them. Hope they listen to their hearts this time …forever can be fun if you let it and I can use one happy ending this month…
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Aug. 25,2007
Just an Idea !
An idea can quickly become a force of it’s own I find that I work best when I have 2 or 3 ideas on the go at once…inspiration comes from life so to write you have to live experience everything you can and realize that every experience has a positive out come if you allow it to …even the darkest days can be turned to your advantage with a bit of effort and heart…often I hear the same questions from hundreds of people…
“I want to be a writer, where do I begin?”
“With the first word”, I answer. “Everyone has a story the question is are you prepared to tell it honestly…
”I wrote 2 plays this month how do I sell them?
If your that brilliant you should have no trouble selling a play…realistically a play can be written in a couple of hours …after a year or more of character development story progression, creating the sets …lighting …staging all in your mind…2 a month I wish!
I’d love to tell my story?
This is the one that gets me …it’s realistic my answer How Can I help! No one should write alone, your telling a story creating a world , you have to make friends in every lifestyle and age group, learn from them everyday. These interactions will help your story grow in such away that everyone can appreciate it.
Sometimes you’ll meet new writers who have such potential that your glad you took a moment. Their enthusiasm and dreams are the sparks when these meet that is the moment when the heart speaks …truth is heard…then brilliance shines.
Zachary Robbins and Jordan Casey are two young writers to watch; encouraging them is easy knowing one day I will watch them shine. Each writer is from a different country and spread out across the world but joined to my craft by words. When someone shows you his or her work take a moment to listen you’ll never know how much you can learn until you listen and realize how little you really knew.
Keep writing, keep listening and ignore the negative. Life only grows with the positive.
J.B.
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The Truth of the Heart
July 20th, 2007
Dyane our assistant asks me to write and all of you are so kind to take time to read my words…
Time for the truth…
It’s near the end of July, 21 years ago I had it all matt, Marty and I; forever then a twist of fate and their gone and I am alone…after their funeral people expected me to go on with life and work as if nothing happened …the rings or chains exchanged with love as a commitment gone to their distant family members…our bond silent…from the first kiss till death the three of us were one…and all I had left were the memories…this was how love that wasn’t understood was treated…I had a charity commitment they were traveling to be with me, when one loose cannon with alcohol ended my world…I have to live with the knowledge that they spoke of their love for me but I was silent I never said it to them… years of my gone with out so much as a moment to say goodbye properly…Something I vowed never to do again…A year passed and my life a rollercoaster when a chance meeting over coffee a stranger became my life and 20 years ago this July Brian and I became one… our son a year later and our world has grown with ups and downs the constant love is the one thing that held it all together…I am not a rights activist there is just right and wrong, I ‘m tired of the hypocrisy of people who do unthinkable things sell their body and soul then have the audacity to judge love…I have been fortunate to know love more than once each time it is different each time it is special and each time it is forever…when it is real and taken from you a piece of you dies… you can run from the feeling but you can’t hide for the rest of your life it holds a grip on your soul…with Brian and with our son everyone said not to do it, end it, don’t risk everything…these same people who called themselves friend have all gone through dark divorcees and done things I consider unthinkable but because they conformed to church or society its all acceptable…20 years not a day apart from the day we committed a son who is the soul of my existence and a wonderful life…and still a twice divorced women says its not Gods way?Jesus broke the rules of the church, I believe that’s what got him killed…so will I break the rules yes! I will keep the 10 commandments and the word of god, but I will not have man judge my soul…be warned that I will speak my heart, when asked… today I saw three young men who had found an un bounding love risk losing it because the people they work with and roommates didn’t understand…thank god they asked me for advice I have been there and I pray they follow their hearts… I have seen what it is like first hand when your heart isn’t followed…love is instant and forever its society and fear that distort it and change it. And when that happens a piece of you dies and that emptiness is never filled…I have been blessed feeling love with Brian and I had always hoped someday to feel that special bond again between three hearts unbounded and real. It in no way makes our love less it actually increases it as three hearts become one… as these young men came for advice it was providence that this was the day and moment. I hope they follow love; it will never abandon them if it is viewed with honesty…Many of you have followed our life as friends or fans of our work; your support has always been a treasure in my life… I have never avoided the truth but I may not have always opened my heart…when you’ve ask how I came to be me this is the journey…We have shared our life with Marcel and then Ray both are closer than family and will always own a part of our soul, yet still we do hope to find that one heart that inspires us to be better than we thought we could be to reach for the stars…the music and words the sculpture and creations we are now completing are the best of my life…Brian and I have seen a world of possibility open before our eyes…will it grow will it become a force of its own…or will fear rule and over power heart…it’s easy for me to pontificate and more difficult to live…I’m terrified because nothing has mattered this much in my life… where Brian is the stability of my heart, this love is the creativity…more than I had even dreamt possible…what can I do… walls of fear have begun and my advice to other useless to myself…my hands have spoken and the beauty of their creation may never be duplicated by me…they have only ever spoke with love so now I’ am silent if and when I ever sculpt it is because I need to. So please no more queries about the sculptures…for a time I’m silent…my music is personal and may never be heard I am and will continue to write my heart if it is never heard it is because I can’t bear to hear my heart for years to come…Our SONO gallery show will be the last for a while we are canceling things until we bring our heart in order…in the end of days all anyone can take is the love nothing else matters…I regret that we will not attend the show of our work…the best of our work is now being completed…it will never be sold only given and if it’s the last of this phase of our life know the journey was an amazing one…Today I realized I haven’t said I love you in 2 days I only say it when I mean it and fear has over whelmed me …the honors and generosity you all have shown us is humbling but I must step back and hope my heart learns to speak again …I am very happy and life is better than ever, but I know what can be in my heart and soul and fear is winning the battle…I am on the abyss of may wonderful things in life and I am not walking away because I’m unhappy the opposite I know what I need and the trappings of success are not part of my needs so there is nothing I can do but trust in Love and God …My life will take new roads, when I left the stage I found a new world different and wonderful all things in life are what we make them…when and if I speak those three little words again if ever they will open up my next adventure and I hope the road takes me to the end of my journey This is the end of route 95 and the beginning of forever…
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