Clarity

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Well that was embarrassing. The last post, Rollercoasters Beat Coasting, I’ve deleted it. It lacked all context and backstory to make sense of why I was bringing up a vlog or my grandmother. Simply, it was a rambling mess of whining narcissism. The upside is I did go back and read it. One thing I never do is go back and re-read anything I’ve written. I once saw a clip of an interview with Nicole Kidman and she said she never watches the movie she played a character in. Why suffer through the inner critic (her words) or utter humiliation (my words)? When I was in the trenches of music writing I did go back and read through some old stacks … Read More

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Calm in Hysteria

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I’m turning the page. I don’t need to illustrate what is current hysteria or simple swell of emotion. I don’t need to lay label to what I perceive as right or wrong. To each their own. In a group we behave most differently than one on one. We all know this inherently. We are on the precipice of a couple eclipses. They are impactful, whether we like it or not. It’s emotional, it’s heavy, and everyone is under the influence. We live on this same planet; this is irrefutable. As physics determines gravity, we are susceptible to all energy, all matter…and it is all happening so loudly. (I’m not reading your damn astrological sign; get off your disregarding high-horse!) The … Read More

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This Here Now

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When I try to propel myself to participate in social media, I just think NO. Why? Some things I want to say have already been said. Literally today, i read a Hemingway quote compressing an entire post I wrote, and I felt validated about redundancy. I.just.can’t. And yet, I’m physically engaged. My dreams are so intense and real and tangible and intuitive. My conversations explain, answer questions, intrigue, deliberate, and help heal -hopefully. Everything else is noise. The external behaves matter-of-factly, thus is closed to listening or negotiation. And so, I can only be in my watching and waiting mode. Still. I want to believe I’m building up a new momentum, but I don’t want anyone reading this to anticipate. … Read More

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There Are No Rules

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So much world, so little time. So much adulting, so little playing. It sounds cliché to say there are big changes coming. On a global level, in how we see this world and how we live in it, it seems as though it’s changing more quickly than can be digested. I am certain our personal lives are taking a bit of a shaking up, too. All for the better. There is no turning back. It is a fact, success is predicated on the pursuit; the damned determination. This doggedness sees an objective through despite external circumstances. Staying the course in a linear fashion has never been my strongest suit. Where some see my behavior as a fluttering about, I recognize … Read More

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Spill

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Word spill. (byline: Fake News is Still News) Surprise! Not a Sunday. I’ve been mentally working on a blog post of sources-articles-evidence refuting current thought; refuting current animosity. I’m still gleeful while others are depressed and despondent. I caught a few minutes of NPR this eve sharing how busloads of people from multiple cities are caravaning into D.C. from just as many multiple cities to both celebrate and protest Trump’s inauguration on January 20th. There were protest clips from Bush’s inauguration. [every time there is a comparison in a news feed, consider why the author-producer chose it] It’s fucking exciting, regardless. It really is the same intensity as Obama’s win. New-different-brave-scary. No one knows what to expect. No one knows. … Read More

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