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  • October20th

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    This was M2B:) flattering:  Julie de Azevedo Hanks sends me a text asking if I can fill in for her at a presentation she accidentally double booked.  Actually, I don’t think she doubled booked it, something just got lost in cyberspace and she was at Disneyland with her family (and I suspect 80% of greater Salt Lake City who migrate to So. Cal. during UEA this time of year) and her presentation was booked for tomorrow in Ogden.   Turns out that even though I was available and happy to help, the group in Ogden chose to re-schedule Julie rather than do a bait and switch with me.  I can’t feel too bad, since they invited Julie because of her expertise in interpersonal communications and family therapy I think  it might have been a little strange for a middle aged, clinically depressed type 2 diabetic to show up singing praises for his many medications.  No, I get it.

    But I was ASKED to help AND to help someone I think it quite wonderful in all ways artistic, creative and human.   That’s right…somebody really cool called me.  Love that.  Sometimes it’s impossible to help or it doesn’t work out or whatever, but it’s a happy thing to be invited.  A Mission To Be Happy kind of thing.

  • October16th

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    I spent the afternoon at the Provo Canyon School for Girls telling stories and singing songs.  Between sixty and seventy girls opened up their hearts and let me share what I’ve learned about hope, and holding on and letting go.  I found myself caring about these young women, deeply…more than I would have thought possible this morning,  and yet it happened so quickly.  Something in their eyes told me to be careful and tell the truth because there were wounds and heartaches from too many lies.  As I tried to listen to unspoken requests from young people who I’m pretty sure were unfamiliar with my songs, yet it felt like the right ones volunteered at just the right time.

    I’m planning to return.  Probably after the Forgotten Carols tour is completed.  I think I found that (to quote one of my songs) “it IS possible that strangers like us could be friends, in just a moment or two.”   When I said goodbye my heart was full…M2B:) full.

  • October14th

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    I’m not a tech savy guy.  I’m also a little bit deaf so I miss a few things in conversations with those who are either “low speakers” or still learning to speak English.  So you can imagine my delight in spending a total of 4 hours on the phone with 5 different people IN INDIA trying to solve a tech problem with a new HP device I got for my wife that doesn’t work as advertised.

    I did all right, at least for me, the first 45 minutes.  I was relatively pleasant as I was forwarded from one Indian to the next, looking for someone who could solve my problem….”troubleshooting” they called it.  After being disconnected TWICE and taking at least 45 more minutes to get back to where we were when I was disconnected the last time, I started losing my M2B:) cool.   I thought if I only spoke LOUDER and SLOWER somehow the person on the other end would we more understandable.  Not so.  These folks may have taken English as a fourth language classes in Mumbai three month ago, but I wasn’t understanding them.

    Truth is, I probably would have had a hard time understanding them if they spoke perfect English because of my impaired tech savy gene, but just the same, by hour three + I was wondering if there were any Indian swear words I could use that would get their attention.  Since I didn’t know any, I considered English swear words that might have been introduced to them in the English as a fourth Language classes they recently graduated from.  But I realized that it wouldn’t have done any good.  These people are INDIAN!!! They read Deepak Chopra in the original language.  They are not rattled or riled.  Life is a journey along a slow moving river and they are becoming ONE with the river.

    I on the other hand, wanted to DROWN them in that river by the end of my fourth hour.

    So, you may be asking yourself, where did you find a M2B:) moment in what otherwise would have been very infuriating for just about everyone on earth.

    I didn’t.  It made me crazy.  Today I failed on my mission to be happy to accept life as it comes and find the meaningful joy no matter what.  I have to admit it.  The happiness thing wasn’t working for me today.

    Wait…I take that back….the thought of a tsunami drowning everyone at the HP support house did sort of brighten my day.

  • October14th

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    I loved this:  Got a call from a musical buddy who’d just had a fantastic experience producing a record and wanted to share it, right after it had happened.  A full orchestra was added to one of his productions and the parts were beyond perfect for the track.  And to top this off, he got to be “in the sandbox” with a musical hero he’d admired since he was a kid.  I could hear the excitement and the joy in his voice.  I wonder if he heard mine when I thanked him for letting me be one of the first to share his joy.

    Note to self:  Whatever happiness comes our way, it’s a M2B:) truth that in the sharing it’s amplified at least ten fold.

  • October14th

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    My friend Jason Deere invited me to join him and his Nashville Tribute band in some shows in Logan, UT and then in Arizona the first week in November.  While working on the logistics of getting myself from a TOFW in Portland on the first Friday in Nov. to Show Low AZ on Saturday I had a very happy thought.  I get to do this.  I get to tell stories and sing songs all over the place.  How lucky am I?

    I know.