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TUESDAY’S TONE — MAGIC HOUR

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Good Morning,

I know. It’s not Tuesday, it’s Wednesday. I am late by my own watch for this Tuesday’s Tone, but I was sidetracked for most of the day yesterday and this little piece just wasn’t ready to be popped. Finally it happened about 4am. I started to experience my magic hour. (Just ask Wayne Dyer about waking up at that time)

What I call magic hour is usually that early morning time when I just want to turnover, snuggle in even tighter, and drift back to sleep for the last several precious minutes. Instead, a copiously plotted out play carefully unfolds in my mind. All judgements, worries, and concerns of the day have evaporated during the night. The paper is clean and the pencil (remember those) is sharp.

This morning the centering magic hour thought was how fragile we are. How easily we can break. And, how broken we often can become. Stay with me here for a second, it’s not all that depressing. It’s beautiful. Several examples flooded my mind. Some harsh and mostly painful. Loss is always present: a girlfriend whose recently happily married only son now suddenly announces his divorce. Another kindhearted and devoted father is questioning his lifelong religious values as they pertain to how he raised his 23 year old son. A distant friend stills grieves the day she backed up her car and accidentally maimed the beloved 24 year old family feline resulting in his passing. I was there for that tragedy, thankfully, so I could comfort both my friend and her cat.

Then there is the dear lady I have known and loved for a long time. She is more of a maternal figure, always nurturing and caring and coaxing the best from me. She is slipping away quickly now with a sudden increase in dementia and delusions. But when I examine her situation carefully, I see a lost and lonely soul. She has been abandoned by her three children and six grandchildren, divorced once and widowed two times, and now shunned by most of her friends due to her failing mental health. She is fragile in her exterior toughness. She is broken.

I could go on with endless examples. At some point during our life, it happens. Sometimes even at the very end of our life, even in the last few hours, we realize our softness. Our tenderness. Our acceptance of having walked on broken glass.

That realization is the experience of pure love.

Sending you joy,
Jeanne

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WATERED DOWN…

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I often tend to water down my verbal communication. I am not always candid. I worry that I may be judged unfairly or hurt someone’s feelings. Today I am open and free with my thoughts and feelings. Today I am looking for the presence of a miracle. Miracles happen all the time, everyday. They happen to give us lightness and energy. They allow us, without so much effort, to be. They often go unnoticed.
I am aware. I am looking.
I am here now.
I will make a big deal out of a small miracle.

lovelightjoy,
Jeanne

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WHY IS THIS SUMMER SO IMPORTANT

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Is it because it is my fave aunt, my father’s eldest sis, turned 92 years young? She is so amazing that I will post a blog about her in the near future.

Is it because I am in AZ and all this hot hot reminds me of my many summers here when I was a little girl.

Is it because I can simply throw on a Hawaiian Pareo Sarong and really feel like I’m in Hawaii?

Is it because I am actualizing the emptying of self that I so aspire to, without aspiring to it, of course?

Is it because I just love being alive and have noticed it more lately?

Yes.

That is why this summer is so important.

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NEW ALBUM IN THE WORKS UPDATE

Hi Everyone,

My friend Briana just helped me sequence the 11 songs on my new album that I recorded on May 24th and 25th at Castle Oaks Productions. I love the order she created — Briana is an emotional genius. Grazie, Briana!!

If you have not seen the latest newsletters or blog posts I will fill you in on a little about the album. Abraham Laboriel, the great bassist and my desr friend had played live with me previously a few times, but we had never recorded together. So, Abraham wanted to join me in the studio this time. He also introduced me to Walter Rodriguez, a massively talented drummer and percussionist. Originally from Puerto Rico, Walter now resides in Los Angeles and is heard on many new film scores. He specializes in all my favorite skins: tabla, cajon, udu, and conga.

My friend from my Japan tour in February, Kazunori Koga, flew in from Osaka to join us on acoustic and electric guitars. He thrilled me with his playing when we did the live shows in Japan and again at Catalina Bar & Grill in Hollywood on the day before our recording sessions. Abraham, Walter, Kazunori, and I became a global group, united in the divine spirit of music.

I mixed the album in June. Don Murray is at the sonic controls again as the recording and mix engineer supreme. There are 10 original songs and 1 Bob Dylan cover of “If Not For You”. That song became even more enticing after I learned that Mr. Dylan wrote it for his dear friend, George Harrison. I have certainly given my nod of appreciation to the Dylan’s…Jacob’s 6th Avenue Heartache on Glide Deluxe Edition, and now his father.

Looking forward to a release in late September or early October.

sending peace and kindness,
Jeanne

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WEDNESDAY’S WISH — MUSIC EDUCATION

Hi,

In a recent BBC Interview, “Elton John discusses his worry that TV propels acts into stardom who aren’t ready and who don’t have enough talent.”
Elton John’s interview statements mirror my longtime concerns for the youth of this world. After a TV ad during a recent airing of Entertainment Tonight, I feel compelled to express myself; as a professional musician, songwriter, composer, arranger, producer, and private music teacher. Professional means I get paid for what I do. With this bold stroke, I think that qualifies me to express a bit of a smoldering opinion on the topic.

Wednesday’s Wish: sharing it from my Facebook Music Page

I wish the television/pop entertainment media along with the Grammy Foundation had never created “Grammy Camp” for young people. This is not music education. There are two essential elements that an individual must have to earn the right to call themselves a musical “artist”. Those elements do not involve a microphone, a recording studio, or “developing a strategy that will incr…ease their chances at having a successful career in music.” Nothing replaces natural musical talent (a least a little) and hard work. Hard work defined as a regular structured practice schedule on your chosen instrument, voice included. One must study and learn about music — melody, rhythm, harmony, etc. And, if you are really meant to be a professional musician, it will not feel like practicing. Breaking it down, it means discipline devotion and direction on a daily basis for years and years. There is no easy fix, quick way, or substitute. Sorry Grammy Foundation. You need to teach music — not to aspire to be an overnight pop star. I am concerned about the kids. So misguided.

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Yarnell Hill Prescott Arizona Fire Tragedy June 30, 2013

Tragedy loss emotional pain accidents that devastate us. Heavy on my mind today.
It is difficult to write about anything except the Yarnell Hill Prescott Arizona fire incident. I know this place well. Nineteen young men have mysteriously had their lives swept away from them by a dangerous fire that became fatal when the wind trapped them inside it’s fury.
My father and his 4 sisters, when they were kids, used to take the back way to northern Arizona, into cooler country by way of Yarnell Hill. I don’t even think there was an Interstate 17 then. Yarnell Hill is steep and winding and breathtaking. It is my favorite drive up into northern Arizona, my home state. In the same area before arriving into Prescott is People’s Valley with acres of horse pasture and clear yellow fields of yarrow for miles. Interestingly, there are few people in People’s Valley. I always wanted to live there.
It is with great sadness for the loss of these brave souls that I devote my day today in silent prayer to these 19. We cannot know why they are gone too soon, but can hold reverence and honor in our hearts for their sacrifice in service to help us all.

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