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Reinventing Me

4 January 2013 – I put these words on my new apartment’s refrigerator door:  “Let the music heal your soul”

Fast forward to 2014.

This first quarter of the new year has brought a lot of positives and new happenings in my life. My future is underway, people, things, and events bring slow smiles and quickening beats to my heart on a daily basis. I have chronicled my journey here often, a journey that brought me to a point in my life where reinventing a new lifestyle and what I planned to do with myself became my ultimate focus.

 I’d come to a point in my life where continuing to live authentically and truthfully meant big changes were in store for me, including my martial and living status.

 For that first year I year I devoted myself to recreating a personal and professional contentment. Something that I honestly wasn’t sure of at one point if it would ever be mine again. 

Music has to be part of that and just as my refrigerator affirmation sstate: Music is healing my soul.

Approaching the age of certain can be a bit mind-boggling. Altering lifestyles drastically while in the process can either knock you off your feet, or it can lift you to a feeling great empowerment. I made lifestyle changes including where I physically call home that have brought me a year of personal growth, and recently I added professional growth, that which I’d been anticipating.

 Recreating my life as an independent woman and building a sanctuary I call home became a priority that took the best part of 14 months.  Yet it seems like it was just yesterday I gulped down the fear I was encountering, by making changes that not only affected me, but also affected others  there were days that seemed would never end.

There have been really high points this last year, as well as some really low points. Yet today I cannot find enough hours in the day for all I want to accomplish. Finding time to do “IT ALL” has not been successful. In fact, NOT finding enough time for writing for LBB, two other blogs, my novel, as well as not having the time for blog-hopping has become more my norm in the last year. Despite telling myself that more of my attention could be focused on writing and visiting this community I still find stretched thinly by the end of the day. (Not a bad thing.)

Reinventing my life has taken priority,  and I’m feeling really blessed by those who in my life ” get it” and support me, despite that I’m not being the attentive friend that I typically am.

It’s been a strange dichotomy, slowly processing this reinvention while time seems to whiz right by. Recognizing that this whole process could never be anything but in the universe’s timing has helped me to embrace this past year. Making life altering changes was not something I had ever planned on doing at this stage of my life. Who does?

I’ve discovered that as frightening as it just plain was at times if I had remained where I was I would have been merely existing, not living as authentically and fully; not as I have studied my entire adult life to do. I couldn’t turn my back on that anymore, pretending that everything was just peachy-keen-hunky-dory….when it wasn’t. Learning that letting go of what I had wished for but simply never was going to be was maybe the most difficult hurdle to get over.

To say that starting over at 50 plus years old is not at all an exaggeration. Long time LBB readers have been privy to my writing about the last two years. Two years that involved so many changes, and created so many emotions;  albeit I often wrote in veiled analogies. In 

Recently, as in the past three years of my life, I have been studying life with a learning curve. Learning to accept the things in my life that I cannot change, and to change those that I can, and yes, learning to let go of that which I can’t accept, nor can I change.

Indeed I am writing in cliché, don’t you too tend to think in clichés?

Learning that choices are life’s compromises, with the choices of accepting, changing, or letting go. I wonder if for the sake of this conversation if we could agree that having knowledge is not the same as applying knowledge. Knowing something is not the same as embracing and living that which you know.

Finding out for ourselves just what it is we cannot change, what it is we cannot accept is exhausting tough self-work. My self-realization that being anything less than brutally honest with myself would be the undoing of my happiness and serenity in life. Both states of being I look for with intentional agendas.

Thus being more honest with myself than ever before I am finding ways to make living around those things, or without those things, ….. or even some people.


Sometimes we need to make choices in our lives that involve choosing to disengage from anything or anyone that brings a toxicity to our world that is too altering to ones serenity and inner peace. Sometimes those choices are less than popular with others in our world that just do not have the benefit of being privy to the entire history of the relationship you have with yourself.

Toxicity comes into play in our lives in many forms. Trying to find ways to rid ourselves of that which isn’t serving our body, minds, and spirits can be trying. Maybe even seem impossible. Finding the right answers can be difficult and painful. Also there might be criticism from those in your inner world who don’t agree with you, especially if the toxicity is coming from another person.

People toxicity happens in different ways, by different people. Deciding that someone is bringing a toxicity or chaos to your life is a damn tough decision. I know. I had to draw some very clear lines in the sand of my life. That’s really painful to my heart yes. Yet my spirit, my soul, sees this as a time in my life when I’ve been the truest to myself.

So, what do I consider toxic for me? I honestly don’t think there is a lot to my criteria. It’s also going to be different for each of us because of our own personal tolerance levels for chaos in our lives. In fact some people thrive on that chaos and feel empty without it. 

My threshold for tolerance of chaos seems to have diminished as years gain on my time on earth. But as examples of what I have disengaged from for the purpose of making my point, I think it’s simple. If another in my inner world cannot be first transparent with me about who they are and their life than we have a problem from jump street for any real relationship beyond being merely acquaintances.

I’m not talking about people who are troubled cannot be part of my life. I am troubled. BUT I don’t want to be manipulated by that chaos that the person has no intention of changing. They may even like where they are because they can continue to complain rather than find a way out of it. 

Sound cold and heartless? Maybe.

I am saving my sanity and my health.  

I am a piece of work in progress. I don’t have the room for anything that just continues to spiral out of control with no agenda, no intentions. I have to say “so long” to chaos. It’s my stopping point.

 There are signs that a relationship/person is toxic;  If I continually avoid contact with somesurely a screaming sign for me. I am choosing to avoid negative attitudes, gossip, constant complaining, whining, something or what I choose to call extreme dependency on me for another’s happiness. It wears on the body, and the mind. It took a long wearing me out to understand that I need to not hesitate to cut toxins from my diet and physical environment, so why would I not cut the toxic relationships from my life?

I know why. I was avoiding the major conflicts that I knew it would inspire if I made the choice to disengage, and even leave relationships. Conflicts with others and conflicts within myself. 

Hurting others feelings and treading on their hearts is not something that makes me feel good about life, or myself. I had strong arguments for staying put that had nothing to do with me. Yet I knew deep down inside my soul that I had to find the courage to tell those in my life the truth. I had to tell my then husband of 42 years that I was living a lie. I had become miserable, it was not about blame for me but about change. That was for me the most painful relationship to disengage from, but disengage I did. That relationship is more of an acquaintance now, albeit one with a long history and family together. Almost two years later I can say it’s good.

That I have moved away from toxicity in my world has been liberating. But it’s been frightening too. My whole compass to my spirit was set askew and those first 12 months were spent grappling with old and new relationships, and filtering out those that despite everything tried still brought chaos and toxicity to my life.

I’m just now in reflection defining how I did that in terms of “How To’s” I’m not going to pretend and write that it was easy. It took me two years to come to this decision and then 6 months of almost solitude to figure out how to make it happen. So my how to list will be fairly generic and simple because each of us has our own dynamics we are dealing with. My big pivotal disengagement will likely be different from yours, but I think the “How To’s” still apply.

First though there is a core belief system that I truly believe one must embrace to get to the level of disengaging from toxicity.  My close friends and family hear me recite these two mantras often.  1. That we accept the love we believe we deserve. 2. That we teach others how to treat us.

From those two core beliefs I began to create an intended agenda to detoxify my interpersonal relationships.

I first began to recognize the signs of toxic people. Any continued negative impact on my life had to be “disinfected” if you will. You know if someone or something is creating negative havoc in your life. Your spirit will be screaming at you if you stop for quiet moments and listen.

Next came drawing those lines in the sand. Creating boundaries around myself that insulates me from the negative energy that brings all the toxicity that disease can.

It’s not comfortable getting honest with yourself, nor being honest and standing by how you feel. But doing so allows you to move on and be in the space that feeds your heart, mind, and soul. Toxic people may not just go away because you recognize the need to have a line drawn with them, they may even become angry and spiteful. That’s okay. ITS’ their anger and their spite. For this reason I learned I don’t need to defend my choice to remove myself. It’s about who I am and how true to myself I am.

It’s okay to make the choice and stand in life to say; ” No more thank you. So long”

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ttaylor2014 transparency I can say that becoming single again after more than four decades has been an emotionally growing & fulfilling time for me. Not at all the negatives so many ‘warned’ me of. Personally my life is filled with a lot of contentment, and serenity. I’ve created a happy place to rest my feet at, and to lay my head upon.

I like where I am today. 

Music Healing  thy Soul ~

Professionally my writing feels like it has  never been stronger, music has always been a great catalyst for my writing, and today it’s also the basis for the novel I’m writing. Through music I also am finding my niche in the independent music industry, a dream that once was only as a dormant dream has now begun to blossom. Barefoot Music Group is developing into what I have long envisioned, making this last year’s almost dogged determination on my part feel validated by this past week.

New ventures and new adventures:

My recent hire by the blues band Brick Fields as their artist manager has certainly humbled me, to be blessed with these kinds of connections within this music community of incredibly talented independent musicians is what I have been working towards. I faithfully embrace this, this is a passion that runs lifelong.

The cool thing too is that I am first-hand experiencing that to live one’s passions almost 24/7  is one of life’s most priceless riches.

Riches keep paying forward, and repressed dreams do come true.

Work hard, trust and believe:

Apparently I have been in touch with my alter ego on almost a daily basis and we have been working hard without realizing  it was anything but fun, and music .Friend’s have suggested that I stop being in denial about my alter ego. They suggest that I face the music, that I admit openly that I am…. merely a repressed disc jockey.

Well.. okay…the truth.

This is how I think:  If I am listening to music everyone within hearing distance should be sharing in that music. I post music anywhere I’m allowed.  So how wonderfully serendipitous for me that my involvement and passion for independent music will soon extend as well to radio. all that posting and writing about music drew attention. I’ve been offered a radio show of my own, I will be joining the family of DJ’s at Loop radio.net. Although this has not quite sunk in yet, or the details sorted out this past week has me feeling like my birthday came early this year.

So I wish to say; Thank you Sam Jones  Kenny Darkreine  (from Loop radio) So looking forward to your mentoring.

The last year has been a lot of hard work, and a lot of time alone. I wish I could say I have been the kind of friend and family member who was always there,  especially to those who never turn their backs on me, despite my lack of reciprocal sharing. . again the truth. I’ve been a neglectful relative, friend , and an absent blogger.

 Yet knowing that there is this unspoken level of unconditional acceptance between friends, framily, bliblings, and yes, even family is of great comfort. I could not have managed this past year of changes and growth without you in my life, you who are always steadfast in your belief and confidence in me, and where I’m headed, and what I’m doing.

Thank you! Thank you!  thank you for your friendships.

This life that brings heart ache also brings healing factors, I’m grateful for having the open heart to see this is true.

{ a personal side note:  Thank you RC for all the shared music and life wisdom; for without navigating this past  5 months  would not have been with the same clarity I have today)

©ttaylor2014

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What do Howling Dick & Blues Have In Common?

Me… and the LIKE button.   (for two)

Just in case you do not know this gentlemen & his radio show let me happily be the person to introduce you.  I think you’ll ‘like’ his show too.

I came to be a follower of Downhome with Howling Dick because I am addicted to the music genre  of blues & I post blues music regularly on another social media where I was first introduced to his shows. Soon between social media and his show we became fast friends with music being a core common denominator. Particularly blues.

And I want to share.

Yep.

I freely admit that I have had a thing about radio programs, what I thought were of a thing of my past. Back in August 2012 I wrote a piece  called Bus Stop Games: As a young lady my friends & I depended on our local radio station KISN to become savvy music fans.  ( link below for Bus Stop Games Post)

Enraptured by radio shows and the disc jockeys who played the music, my friends & I would speak about the artist, the band, the music itself, and the business. It has been a life long passion. We would spend hours dissecting what we  had learned. Only then my friends and I would create the trivia Bus Stop Game of the week. We learned to name that tune in as little two notes to each. A game I taught my daughter’s to play.

Today I am listening and following a fabulous radio program again.

Downhome with Howling Dick

Thanks to the Internet I am listening to a radio show that I want to introduce my music loving friends to. The show hails from the United Kingdom and comes via pod casts  The disc jockey is Howling Dick;  and the name of his hour weekly show is Downhome with Howling Dick. The ambiance of the show will take you back to days when a radio show was something worth making a date with.

Linked  here is the week of 20 June 2013 show (which  by the way mentions yours truly)   http://www.howlingdick.com/i-raise-my-hat/

Howling Dick’s show is promoted as a Blues genre show, but he admits that he plays what he likes and that covers a lot of genres. The man is a wealth of knowledge about music, and he also has the most unusual & eclectic collection of recorded music in his library I have ever come across. If you are interested in rare and unusual recording stick around Howling’s front porch awhile, you will be pleased you did.

I had given up on commercial radio in the 80’s because the constant commercialism started to really bother my sensibilities. I do not watch television for the same reason.  It was not just the advertisements in radio that take so much air time that bothers me, but  also very much the politics in how music was chosen and given air time for play. The Dj’s were no longer the people making the choices as to what we heard.  In  my younger  years I had the great experience of distributing demo tapes to radio station disc jockey’s to try to inspire some interest & air time in local bands I worked with. It was a fascinating time in the world of music.

As it is today. If you have the where with all to create some good music you can realistically promote yourself  in such creative ways you can become a name for yourself in the industry; thanks to modern digital recording equipment & web sites like YouTube, Reverbnation & Dailymotion to name just a few. And radio programs like Howling Dick’s who promote artists we might not learn about without the radio program & Disc Jockeys.

I think that is pretty cool. Keeping the music where it belongs, with the artists as much as possible..

I spoke to Howling about doing this piece and asked for his permission to link his show. His response is so like the music fan that he truly is when he simply said ” spread the music”

I love that kind of attitude…….especially when it is regarding music.

Thinking  it might be fun in this introduction to Howling Dick and his show to discover a glimpse into how his mind ticks by asking him a few questions. Howling,  a very good sport as he played along so nicely in his answers is a delight. It might also be interesting for you to know he is an unabashed Bob Dylan fan and reputed to have quite a Dylan collection of music and memorabilia.

The interview:

* Do you play an instrument? What kind?  (Tell us about your cigar box guitars you make & play)

Theres a wonderful video on YouTube – Angriest guitar player ever (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8hmi9aEiy4), which most of my family and friends have confirmed is ME! I have a wonderful collection and love playing guitar but truth is, I don’t have that gene where it comes natural. One of the reasons I make and play Cigar Box guitars is I reckon its easier to play 3 strings (its not). I also dabble with banjo, dulcimer and Ukulele with similar poor results but it don’t stop me playin’ em or collecting hem. My wife has issues about the amount of stuff I have!!! Funnily enough, apparently  I am a half decent blues harmonica player which my eldest son Josh says I should stick to but hey! every boy wants to be an axe god doesn’t he?

* You are building your dream band. Who is are your choice of band mates? Why?

Drums – Ritchie Hayward of Little Feat (or possibly George Recine from Dylan’s band?) because he has the groove I love to play to. Steely Dan have a young drummer Keith Carlock with them who is possibly the best Ive seen recently but he’s far too good for me.

Bass -Ian Jennings who I saw recently playing with  Mud Morganfield. He’s a pint sized fella with a giant double bass (HAS to be double bass) and oozes charisma and talent. Sort of bloke Id enjoy hanging out with unlike Sting (he’s too good looking)

Keyboard – Chuck Leavell. Not only because he’s so damn good but for the privilege of playing with someone who’s played with the Allmans AND the Stones. Oh, if he couldn’t make the gig then Clint Eastwood, because.. well, if you have to ask….

Guitar – Oh the big one, too many to choose from so it would it would be my son Josh on rhythm and old mate Phillip Morris on lead who I’ve jammed with for years just so we could share the experience of playing with a great band. (I’d be on harp and vocals that night)

* Name 3 current favorite tunes & artist.

If you’re asking whats on my turntable at the moment

Mississippi Sheiks – Sitting On Top Of The World (Document reissues on Vinyl)

Charlie Parr -Good Friends (Barnswallow)

Going Down South – Big George Brock (It’s on an amazing compilation of American Roots music -More Miles Than Money)

* If you could bring 3 people to my high desert with you who would they be?  Why?

Well, truth is I wouldn’t bring anybody cos Id want to get to know you 🙂 but if you’re asking who do I want to join us for dinner, Id avoid big heroes like Dylan and Neil because too much pressure and I won’t be corny and say the family (who I do travel with) or Nelson Mandela/Barak Obama. 

Soooo…..I met Charlie Parr recently and he is one of the most decent inspiring men Ive met and also a walking encyclopaedia of roots music – so he’d be one. So would be the wonderful Bex Marshall, cos she’s a really good laugh as well as the fact she can play great slide guitar during desert and I suppose my mate Mark because everyone loves him and we’d definitely have a good time with him around. Whatcha cooking’?

My gracious thanks to you Howling.  Soups on!

 

Bus Stop Games:

  http://geetoni.wordpress.com/2012/08/30/296/ 

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The Day The Music Music Moved

Dear Music Fan of All Ages & Rock n Rollers.

If you have been around this blog at all you know a few things about me. One of which I am a music fan, a student of, and Rock n Roller from the time I can remember. As a small (I was real small) being surrounded by instrument toting family and friends of my parents. Forming a natural circle it always seemed each player playing their part so effortlessly. I just thought everybody could play the steel guitar & banjo like my parents & their friends. Not so. My familiarity of only the Six String acoustic folk guitar was as close as I got to any of the other string instruments, As a curious person developing at age 5 yrs old I wanted to play the Spoons.  Regular Old Table Spoons. Popular instrument of choice for  Blue Grass music from the Appalachian Mountains in Tennessee.  Blue Grass  requiring  spoons ,banjos, mandolins., fiddle, guitars of all sorts. Awesome Folk Music too.

Many of you know also know that I have been having the privilege of being a guest author at this fantastic blog titled Cyklopps Rides Again. This blog is a whole mind-set about music and an era which I love. I have also been enjoying other posts there about the music of my time. Your memories or how a song touches you too, I hear from you when a song speaks to you.

With  this posting of The Hollies;  their song Bus Stop, and a post about how I  & some friends taught our selves this music. This  also will be my last posting of music and my memories here ay Barefoot Baroness.  However I’d love to invite you to follow me on over to Cyklopps Rides Again at http://geetoni.wordpress.com/2012/08/27/circles-of-love-1960s-style/

I’ll be playing some tunes over there, and sometime talking about them,

BUS STOP GAMES

Reposted from: Cyklopps Rides Again

It’s that time a year here in the US, and many other parts of this no longer small world when children return to school, supplies are purchased, the latest fashion Fall fashion trends are picked over, and shorter days are bringing our evenings to us sooner. This was a time as a young girl in the 60’s looking back I cherish today. Of course it involves our music of yesteryear.

I love the smell of Autumn in the air, and the leaves on the tress morphing into the tints, tones and hues, of jeweled earth tones I love, fragrance of the lavender drying in the kitchen. This is my Autumn. It was also a time for me to gather on regular basis with my girlfriends who like me had this passion about the music that was being played on our radios, We were then as attached to our radios are we are now phones and computers. Our m mission was The Billboard Top 40 which was announced every Friday evening of the radio. Now it is the Billboard Top 100! And, when did tha happen? And why was 40 not enough?

I digress.

During the week we girls(4 of us ) would a create trivia tests to challenge each other about the music. The Title of the song, the Artists, the Date it was released and finally the Record label upon which the song was recorded. We were tough. All this could and was garnered from the radio DJ‘s if you listened enough, and read trade papers like Tiger Beat. Those were the days of resourcefulness.. I was lucky that I have an older brother who is really excellent at music trivia.

We were all planning on being in the Biz. You know how girls are when they gather. Maybe music critics? Beware RollingStone. We had fun. And for 5 years this is how we would spend our Friday and Saturday nights. learning to name that tune in 2 notes, who produced the 45 rpm, and who did their album? Later we added album Jackets/Sleeves. Who was the artist? What was the significance of the art? We were infected with Rock n Roll. That’s what Autumn meant back during those 5 yrs. And the first sign of it now takes me back.. The girls and I would create our questions, our trivia for each other on the weekends after the new Charts was released. We knew who The TOP 40 were. Then come Monday morning, we could hardly wait to get the bus stop, The Bus Stop Game was on.

BUS STOP THE HOLLIES (1966) United Artists