Music transcends rules.

I want to start by saying thanks. Really. Thank you from the bottom of my white, high top chuck taylor's to the tippy top of my shaggy mop head of hair. Thanks for listening to my music, reading my thoughts, telling me yours, sharing me with friends. Thanks for everything.

I assume that most people reading this are friends, and that allows me to be real gritty and special, just so I can give ya'll something interesting to read for a few minutes. Remind you that I'm trying to figure out how to make the world a better place to live and asking for encouragement that we can actually change it. I remember being really pissed off when Ira died. I spoke a few words, fighting back tears, at her graveside. I remember thinking about my role as a friend of hers and wondering how her family percieved me. I remember feeling incredibly let down by society and knowing that we have deep wounds as a human family. Our history is marked up and scarred, trying to heal, but fighting through constant injuries still. My words were shaky and frustrated, but I remember myself saying at the end, "This world is better than we let it be."

Let It Be. A friend of hers played it at her memorial service. There is a hint of acceptance. Acceptance of what? The brokenness of society? I was jarred by this song, not wanting to say goodbye and not wanting to submit to how incredibly demented the situation was. "...when the broken hearted people living in the world agree. There will be an answer. Let it be." I've come to see this command of "let it be" as nothing more than a head nod. A knowing glance in our community. The ones scanning with their eyes will meet the others also scanning and once we find each other, "there will be an answer."