The Green Wave

September 16, 2009

What’s Your Slogan?

Filed under: Pleasures, Spirit — kate @ 12:51 pm

We all know what a slogan is, of course, but what I didn’t know until I checked is that the word slogan comes to us by way of Scottish Gaelic sluagh-ghairm, meaning “a war cry.”

It won’t surprise you that I love any English word with a Celtic history, but I also love thinking that a slogan is what warriors cry as they rush into battle.  A slogan gives them courage, focuses their aim, and reminds them of what matters.

Now, for myself, I’d like to jettison the war-imagery and instead seize hold of the slogan as a focusing shout for myself as I step through the (relatively peaceful) days of my life.  And it seems to me we can really choose any slogan that suits us.  The main thing is to choose consciously, rather than to smear into some sad slogan you don’t really want or one which you inherit.  Here are some examples of that kind:  Life is hard.  Struggle is noble.  The most overworked/unhappy one wins.

Yuck!  Who’d rush into adventure under such a banner?  Not me!

Last summer, my mother gave me a pair of Crocs to wear when I’m kayaking, as well as a kit for painting on them.  Early this spring, I spent a blissful evening thinking ahead to the freedom and pleasure I experience in my kayak, and painting my Crocs:

Happy Crocs

When I am in my kayak, I am truly myself – and true to myself, too.  So my Crocs are hopeful, buoyant, and emblazoned with words that matter to me.

Walking in InspirationOn the left foot are three things I love:

POETRY

MUSIC

STORY

And on the right foot is my slogan:

JOY

BEAUTY

FLOW

I’ve decided that right now, these are the things that matter most to me.  Seeing them on my feet as I step into my kayak reminds me of life’s possibility and excitement, and also of my own power to choose what matters.

How about you?  What’s your slogan?

September 6, 2009

Connect the Dots

Filed under: Music — kate @ 1:16 pm

Last night coming home from Gloucester Harbor where the gorgeous, peach-colored moon presided over an awesome fireworks display, we listened to David Bowie’s greatest hits.

Somehow his adventuresome music connected with the festival atmosphere of the night, the spectacle of color in the sky, and the unpredictable thunder of the explosions.  All of it seemed light-hearted and even a bit cheeky.  A great night to be alive.

And it connected, too, with all the Beatles music I’ve heard lately under the expert tutelage of my friend Lauren.  Bowie uses a complete major scale as an ornament in one of his songs, and that reminded me of the Beatles who did the same perhaps a decade earlier.  And then there’s the incredible variety of sounds – wacky percussion flavors, wild and tongue-in-cheek strings, and even the vocal mixes that range from wine-colored intensity to just downright funny.

And it connected, too, to ideas I’ve been having about song subjects, lyric freedom, and places you could go with the bass-hand.

Everything fits together, doesn’t it?  Especially if you are looking for the bright lines of the picture, as the ancients did when connecting the stars to see their constellations.  Find a starting dot, and then connect, connect, connect.  Soon you are glowing.

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