WordPlay Wednesday ~ Jazz Language and Why we need to Create to Make the World a Better Place ~Featuring ASCAP 100

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Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” ~ George Bernard Shaw

 

As a appetizer and a pre-Thanksgiving football, food lodging gift I give you  Jason Silva’s  “Existential Bummer”.

It has been proven that learning a different language or learning to play music like jazz has a ton of benefits when it comes to health and cognitive abilities.  According to a study that was conducted at the University of Washington, Seattle WA found that bilinguals can process information more quickly than their monolingual counterparts.  Additionally, did you know that musicians like bilinguals are better at arithmetic, because it developes the mind and conditions it to see and experience different perspectives, versatility and possibilities.  FYI the  Basal ganglia is the part of the brain that processes and interprets information before it is integrated into speaking, thinking ~ our cognitive skills aka our inner genius.  So learn French or Japanese or learn to play an instrument and check out jazz where after you master the basics you can improvise and expand your ability of self expression.

 

ASCAP 100: Why We Create Music [Film] – Collaborative Score – Ne-Yo Lady Antebellum Aloe Blacc

Published on Nov 22, 2013

ASCAP hit its 100-year milestone on February 13th, 2014. For an entire century, the leading US performing rights organization has made it possible for American songwriters, composers and music publishers, who create the music the world loves, to thrive alongside the businesses that use their work. The ASCAP site features an interactive timeline of ASCAP’s rich history and additional interviews with each of the 15 ASCAP members featured in this film.

ASCAP’s commissioned short film “Why We Create Music” celebrates the organization’s 100-year history by providing a behind-the-scenes look into the creative process of a veritable who’s-who of today’s top songwriters and composers. Combining footage from more than 10 separate film shoots around the country with 15 ASCAP members, the film explores the meaning and power of music as expressed by the music creators themselves. In addition, from shoot to shoot an unprecedented collaborative musical composition was built as each participant added their own musical “voice” to the score. A companion song, “More Than The Stars,” which will also have a music video and features lyrics by Ne-Yo, Lady Antebellum’s Charles Kelley and Dave Haywood, Dan Wilson and Claudia Brant, will be released soon. A preview of “More Than The Stars” can be heard in the end credits of the “Why We Create Music” film.

Happy Thanksgiving!  Love and Peace Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

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Tell it Slant Tuesday ~ The Object ~ “An Inventory of Being” to Bring Purpose & Joy into Your Life feat. Gilberto & the Musicabana Orchestra – “Jannat”

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“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law”. ~ Galatians 5:22-23

 

With Girl and Sea

With Girl and Sea

“Ellie” poem is an exercise in getting to know one’s self.  It’s poetic form was apropos for Eleanor Wait in 1967. “Ellie: An Inventory of Being” is the full title.  The poem is a creative study of who she is and is what we would write in our journals.  I was first introduced to this poem in 1986 when I took a creative writing class at UC Berkeley in 1986.   It is a great way to ring in the new year because if you do it every year, you will see how much you have grown.  It is a way to take a personal and spiritual inventory of your life and an opportunity to transform areas that no longer enhance your experiences.  The processes is enlightening as well as healing.  Here  is My take on the “Ellie” poem… My father wrote a song for me when I was three years old titled with the name he gave me Jannat  It kinda reminds me of a “Rickie Richardo I Love Lucy sound goin’ on.  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

 

Being Jannat

I am Jannat.

 

I am sixty years old.

 

I may be considered a senior, but never old

A woman not afraid to lean into life.

 

I have been 69 inches tall since I was nine years old.

I have light brown eyes with flecks of gold

And light brown hair with champagne speckled highlights

That gives me that “tawny” chick look.

With a café au lait complexion I’ve got the best of both worlds

Stretching between then and now

And knowing that age ain’t nothin’ but a number

 

I am a perpetual student, a fancy chick and a child in my heart;

Cancer tried to steal my femininity, my soul, my life but lost.

 

I love soul inspired vegan foods with seafood on the side.

 

I am younger than I look

Younger than Swing;

I love the smell of frankincense and myrrh.

I drink green tea with honey and coffee with steamed milk.

Gerber daisies wail and water lilies give me pause.

I am afraid of shattering glass.

 

I love jambalaya in evening and gumbo in the rain.

I thrive in adversity.

 

I love seashores and jazz ballads, but

I can’t stand pretentiousness and ingenuousness.

 

I like bookstores lined with words, wisdom and the world and

Soft cozy chaise’s because it comforts me.

 

I like calligraphy pens and leather bound journals filled with

Thoughts of God’s grace, mercy and serenity but I can only find

Faith in nature and not confined to a

Sanctuary.

 

I love sea shells.

I like tiger’s eye better than diamonds,

Rose quartz more than pearls.

But I never want a diamond or

A gold band

Because it is not written in my stars.

 

Just for today.

 

I will never have a daughter who I would have named Ella

and a son named Matthew –

but I will adopt sounds, words and iambic pentameter that

expresses who I am instead.

 

That is never gonna change.

 

I believe that women are more than gender,

making waves and breaking free.

I know there were 20 pieces in my father’s band

But could never understand why he didn’t have women musicians

Who he loved and groomed to sing so beautifully.

 

Lorraine Hansberry and Marian McFarland were my high school idols.

Now I’ll add (secretly)  Audrey Hepburn.

I’m am feminine not a feminist.

I love to surf alone.

 

I am cra cra about avocados and cashew cheddar cheese, shrimp

With lobster sauce and Greek yogurt.

The only clutter I allow is clouds.

 

I love ballet slippers and cotton caftans and going barefoot in the park

I make gumbo in the oven and must add filé.

I have fallen in love with adjectives, nouns and diagramming sentences.

I read Dillard and Cortez.

 

I love breezes and dew and snowcapped waves

 

And Zen flutes and Enya, even if it’s not jazz

And I don’t like makeup or perfume or news programs but

I adore poetry reading.

 

I love fireplaces on the beach and front porches with hammocks that swing to and fro.

 

I love gelato and pink lip gloss.

I love being raised with music, and love TV

And midsummer dreaming at Shakespeare in the park.

 

I like dressing up and not standing on ceremony.

I hate deadlines and toxic bosses.  But I have learned to live with them.

 

I’d rather sail than walk.  But I’ll drive 17 Mile Drive anytime.

 

I am self consciously honest and

I am always searching for a deeper meaning.

I wish compassion to be a part of life even though I have been exposed to hatred and hostility.

 

I write too fast.

I love watercolors but hate coloring within the lines.

 

It doesn’t matter whether people get me,

Even thought they think they do and

Think that they are always right.

 

If I had a lot of money I’d go to the Galapagos.

The second place would be Reunion.

And the third would be to listen to jazz in Paris.

I don’t want to dance on the moon, but I’d love to watch sea gulls.

I’ve always believed that butterflies are reincarnates.

 

I am silly.

But most of the time it’s improvisational

 

I get abdominal pains.

 

I needed my parents undying love, because I knew they needed mine.

I am a rugged individualist and sometimes I wish I could disappear.

I used to believe that happy endings were only in the movies.

Now I know that is not true.

 

I am a poet because now there is only me.

I support equality, but

If I were Japanese I’d be a monk.

If I were a Republican I’d rather be dead.

I’m in favor of freedom but not at the price of life.

 

I could be in love, but dying always messes things up

And I am left alone.

 

I am seasonally frustrated because Christmas and Thanksgiving are for families and annually concerned about my life.

 

My name is Jannat, and this is 2014.

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Moveable Feast Monday ~ Socca 2 me Flatbread Pizza featuring Archived Academy – Reaching for the Stars

 

Movable Feast Monday

Let us dream of tomorrow where we can truly love from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation. ~ Michael Jackson

 

Happy Thanksgiving JazzFoodies! Here are two recipes for a flatbead pizza that are so eazy peazy that you will have time for the more important things during this holiday season.  This is perfect for setting a festive mood and gives lots of energy for whatever you have planned.  So to that end….Bon Appétit!

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summer-squash-and-feta-pizza Courtesy of CookieandKate.com

Socca Pizza with Summer Squash and Feta

by Cookie and Kate

Recipe type: Main

Prep time:  1 hour 5 mins

Cook time:  20 mins

Total time:  1 hour 25 mins

Serves: 2

A simple and delicious, gluten-free chickpea crust pizza. I topped mine with summer squash ribbons and other Greek flavors, including feta and fresh thyme. You can add any pizza toppings you’d like! Be sure to allow an hour for the chickpea flour to soak up water. The rest comes together quickly. Recipe as written yields one small (9- to 10-inch) pizza.

INGREDIENTS

Socca pizza crust

  • 1 cup (120 grams) chickpea flour
  • 1 cup water
  • ¼ cup olive oil, divided
  • 1 to 2 garlic cloves, pressed or minced
  • ¼ teaspoon sea salt

Pizza toppings

  • ½ cup shredded mozzarella
  • ¼ cup crumbled feta
  • 1 small zucchini and/or yellow squash (I used both but had leftovers of each), ribboned with a vegetable peeler and/or julienne peeler and tossed lightly in olive oil
  • 5 pitted Kalamata olives, sliced in half lengthwise
  • Small handful sun-dried tomatoes (either oil-packed or Trader Joe’s dried kind)
  • 1 small sprig fresh thyme, optional

INSTRUCTIONS

  1. In a bowl, whisk together the chickpea flour, water, 2 tablespoons of the olive oil, garlic and salt. Let the mixture rest at room temperature for 1 hour.
  2. Turn on the broiler with a rack positioned 8 inches from heat. Place a 10-inch ovenproof skillet (preferably cast iron) in the oven to preheat.
  3. Once the skillet is hot, carefully remove it from the oven (it’s crazy hot, wear oven mitts!). Pour in 1 tablespoon olive oil and swirl the pan around so the oil is evenly distributed. Pour in the chickpea batter and return the skillet to the broiler. Cook for 5 to 8 minutes, until the socca is set and the edges are browning and pulling away from the sides of the pan. Remove from oven, turn off broiler and turn oven to 425 degrees Fahrenheit.
  4. Spread the remaining 1 tablespoon olive oil on top of the socca (it will soak right in). Top the socca with mozzarella, then distribute the ribboned/julienned squash on top. Sprinkle olives and sun-dried tomatoes on top, then sprinkle feta over the pizza.
  5. Return the skillet to the oven and bake for 8 to 10 minutes, until the cheese is browning and the socca is crisp. Remove from oven and sprinkle fresh thyme on top. Let the pizza cool for 2 to 3 minutes before slicing into 4 pieces and serving.

NOTES:

Recipe adapted from The Homemade Flour Cookbook by Erin Alderson.
MAKE IT VEGAN: Skip the cheese for veggie flatbread.
LEFTOVER SQUASH SUGGESTIONS: Turn leftover squash ribbons into a squash ribbon salad, like this, or just add them to a simple green salad.
CHANGE IT UP: You can treat the socca pizza crust as though it were any basic pizza crust. Erin made a margherita pizza with her socca crust—she simply topped her pizza crust with sliced tomatoes and shredded mozzarella and sprinkled fresh basil on top once it came out of the oven.
RECOMMENDED EQUIPMENT: a 10-inch cast iron skillet.

I learn very quick and well through using all of my sensibilities, so I thought maybe a quick video would give you a demonstration that you and your friends and family can participate and enjoy.  Peace & Love Out!  JBC -8) & <3

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FreeWrite Friday ~ Consciousness of Creating Your Dream Life ~ Feat. Kyle Eastwood – “Solace”

FreeWrite Friday

 

Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world. ~ Harriet Tubman 

 “New Birth, New Creation” by Carol Lynne

Life is change, every moment brings change.

In this moment there is creation
There is passion
There is fire
There is birth
A new idea
A new creation
A new love
A new passion.
Energies stir within my soul
And new aspects are born in this moment.
All is excitement
All is wonderment
A am in awe as I experience new creation
New birth.”

Courtesy of Bubble

The Vedanta teaches us that there are seven states of consciousness. These states are: (1) deep sleep; (2) dream state which occurs while we are in the 1st state; (3) awake state which we are in the majority of the time; (4) meditative state where we have a glimpse of the soul; (5) cosmic consciousness; (6) divine consciousness and last but not least (7) unity consciousness.   Today I feel in a somewhat reflective mode and am ready to move on and following my dreams. When I was 3 years old I was passionate about books and reading. When I sat in my mom’s lap as she read from a reader brought me immeasurable joy at the deepest level. I now realize my love of writing and reading were born and established that passion has a kinship with what is essential for my life. Ironically, I am asking questions that I usually reserve for the New Year and a way to release the negative energies of my previous endeavors.  I didn’t get the grant I applied for a few months ago.  Now I am blogging and working on new projects that give me boundless energy and I am following my North Star.  Timing is everying when it comes to life and jazz.  What is most significant are the internal questions and what would be inspiration for both my mental and physical state of being.  Meditating and opening up your heart to the possibilities is what keeps me going.  Experience has proven that.  So I am going to lean in on my dreams and learn from my mistakes.  I will begin by embracing the wonder and mystery of life and so I may expand my mind and connect to my inner world.  Creating and improvising allows for a change that will benefit everything and everyone .  I lay back, I plug in my iPod and crank up the volume of Things Are Hear, the flow begins streaming Jazz, words, symbols and expansion.  Timbre changes my orientation, the cadence dominates the rhythm of my heart and I become aware of the riffs that emerge that is transforming my life and prepares me for life’s riff to come.  How about you?  How do you change a negative to a positive?  It doesn’t take magic or delusions it involves your dreams and the courage and imagination to freely improvise the changes the heals and sustains you.  Baby steps in the beginning; with practice it becomes natural and joyous.  Follow your heart and let it lead you to where you never conceived was possible?. Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

 

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Jazzin’ Thru Thursday ~ Therein lies the Riff ~ Diana Krall – Count Your Blessings Instead Of Sheep

“Spirit is always with me. It wants to lift my pain. It does this not by abolishing painful memories but by putting me totally in the present where the past does not exist.” Deepak Chopra

In Jazz, a riff is a repeated phrase or melody.  In the past six months there have been many riffs filled with painful emotions that are manifested in physical ways.  These riffs would continue until I created a break in my response to that pain.  It has become very enlightening. Not feeling physically good varies from day to day sending riffs of pain that have become a part of living with breast cancer.  I am learning to accept it as a part of life.  Now I respond very quickly. . Now ask myself, am I maintaining my integrity? Do I do what I say I am going to do and respect and recognize other’s boundaries? Do I ask for forgiveness?

digital-art-abstract-photoshop-painting-splash-splatter Courtesy of mayhemandmusedotcom

digital-art-abstract-photoshop-painting-splash-splatter Courtesy of mayhemandmusedotcom

That has been something that has been on my mind and proven to be very liberating. . I find comfort being alone with my heart. The solitude awakens me to finding nuances in the melody and the finer points my existence..  I have been running from painful riffs most of my life.  Now I respond differently with God’s grace to open my heart and mind to the beauty that surrounds me.   Beneath the lush green grass beats a heart that is uniquely mine. Changing the riff to a melody that is set to a different rhythm allows me to get into a groove that is healing and transforms my soul.

Not letting the well-meaning gardeners disrupt my balance and groove.  My center is dynamic and dependent upon the connection to that sacred space. It is within as well as surrounds me in a golden light that is only shadowed by painful memories. But those memories are just signs and guideposts of where I need to look in order to find my true center. I am listening to the Man from Monterey I am looking toward Monterey. 2015…I am remembering 1965.  It was a year full of racial tension, misfortune and misery ringing out.  I have no agenda . My soul speaks and inspires me to share my experiences and dreams.  I realize I have spent most of my life-giving everything away.  I just wanna’ keep the rest for myself.  Life is tragic when you have not lived your dreams..  I have mindlessly taken the path of least resistance which drowned out all connections I have to my truth.  The glorious part of 1965 when I was 11 was that was the year that Jazz provided the ambience for my soul.  It was safe,   it was impenetrable and had washed away the misery that was blazing through the souls and streets of civility, compassion and love.    So just for today, I am looking forward — all I see and feel  is a joy and sense of wellbeing when I am writing with jazz as my muse filling my heart and soul with a love supreme. .How about you?  What would be your muse?  What are the riffs you have changed?  Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

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WordPlay Wednesday ~ Objects In This Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear by Richard Jackson featuring Jazz Crusaders – Hard Times

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We cannot always choose our circumstances.  However, we can change the way we think and respond to those circumstances.  This poem is a metaphor to life’s challenging circumstances.  It is all about perception and the depth of that perception.  Breathing transforms us in so many ways.  I realize that timing and shadows and light influence the way we confront and deal with the challenges in our life.  Listening is the key.  Are we really engaged in our life to perceive the true reality of the situation or circumstance?   If we are engaged in a mindfulness improvisation it is important that all of our sensibilities are involved.  There is always an opportunity to find the lesson in the mirror of life and to transform something that is perceived as frustrating, financially challenging and emotionally draining into a circumstance that will benefit not only ourselves but others.  The jazz lessons I have learned have taught me that we have absolutely no control of our circumstances, but on the flip side, it can become an opportunity to influence and grow in such a way that it will expand our compassion and love for one another, our family and our community at large.  Who needs an agenda when we have the opportunity to make a difference and bring God’s grace into our lives.  I hope that you enjoy this poem and the sounds that were selected.  At the end of the day, improvising problems in this manner reduces stress, increases motivation, and releases a flood of positivity that opens up new vistas to overcome difficulties and Thrive.  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

girl before a mirror by pablo picasso

girl before a mirror by pablo picasso

Objects In This Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear

 by Richard Jackson

Because the dawn empties its pockets of our nightmares.

Because the wings of birds are dusty with fear.

Because another war has eaten its way

into the granary of stars. What can console us?

 

Is there so little left to love? Is belief just the poacher’s

searchlight that always blinds us, and memory just

the tracer rounds of desire? Last night,

under the broken rudder of the moon, soldiers

 

cut a girl’s finger off for the ring, then shot her and the boy

who tried to hide under a cloak of woods beyond their Kosovo

town. Listen to me, – we have become words

without meanings, rituals learned from dried

 

river beds and the cellars of fire-bombed houses.

Excuses flutter their wings. Another mortar round is

arriving from the hills. How long would you say

it takes despair to file down a heart?

 

When, this morning, you woke beside me, you were mumbling

how yesterday our words seemed to brush over the marsh

grass the way those herons planed over

a morning of ground birds panicking in their nests.

 

When my father left me his GI compass, telling me

it was to keep me from losing myself, I never thought

where it had led him, or would lead me. Today,

beside you, I remembered simply the way you eat

 

a persimmon, and thought it would be impossible for each

dropp of rain not to want to touch you. Maybe the names

of these simple objects, returning this morning

like falcons, will console us. Maybe we can love

 

not just within the darkness, but because of it. Ours is

the dream of the snail hoping to leave its track on the moon.

we are sending signals to worlds more distant

than what the radio astronomers can listen for, and yet-

 

And yet, what? Maybe your seeds of daylight will take root.

Maybe it is for you the sea lifts its shoulders to the moon,

for you the smoke of some battle takes the shape of a tree.

On your balconies of desire, in your alleyways of touch,

 

each object is a door opening like the luminous face of

a pocket watch. Maybe because of you the stars, too,

desire one another across their infinite,

impossible distances forever, so that it is not

 

 

unthinkable that some bird skims the narrow sky where

the sentry fires have dampened, where the soldier, stacking

guns in Death‘s courtyard, might look up, and remember

touching some story he carries in his pockets, a morning

 

like this blazing through the keyholes of history, seeing not

his enemy but those lovers, reaching for each other, reaching

towards any of us, their words splintering on the sky,

the gloves of their hearts looking for anyone’s hands.

Japanese translation for meaning

Meaning

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Tell It Slant Tuesday ~ Finding the Silver lining when the forecast is Cloudy featuring The Dave Brubeck Quartet ~ “Unsquare Dance”

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Good morning! Hope this post finds you joyous and warm this morning.  I shared with you the misadventures of my severe abdominal pain that resulted in yet another idiopathic anomaly that is summed up with “Diagnosis:  Undetermined”.  As I wrote in yesterdays post, I lost several present moments because I forgot to breathe.  Now I have regained consciousness and feel that I am going to follow what my dad and his closest friends taught me, find the silver lining and lesson that is hidden in the clouds.  So here we are…I added an app to my laptop that chimes to remind me to focus on my breathing, it is quite a powerful tool and keeps me focus on what is the most important “THE PRESENT”.

Silver linings on water

Despite the various hardships and missives from folks who are surrounding me right now, I cannot help but reflect on all things positive and am so very grateful for everything that is going right in my life.  I have completed my proposal, logline, elevator pitch and now I am on a mission to find an agent.  It is nothing short of a miracle that I feel a sense of purpose in coloring outside of the lines of life and that I have abandoned all attempts to succumb to those, albeit well-intentioned folks who are taking me farther away from my heart and soul.  It is true that I have a wonderful brother left and I have a few dear friends but distance has created such a feeling of abandonment and isolation.  Words, sounds, jazz and dancing are truly my family now and I feel so blessed that I have not cast them aside for material and complicated relationships that may or may not be for a season, a reason or for a lifetime.  My new friends have been with me all along and I must never forget that truth.

This piece was written in 7/4 time.  This is a typical example of Brubeck’s exploration of time signatures. According to Brubeck, it was written during a single trip from his home to the recording studio, and was recorded the same day. Based on a blues form, the piece is driven by a strong bass figure, with percussion provided primarily by the rim of the snare drum and hand claps. It combines duple and triple meter. The piano enters with descending phrases crossing the 7/4 rhythm. The main theme then develops initially without left accompaniment and then with a characteristic figure based around the use of tenths. A drum solo using rim shots follows, then a restatement of the theme and a distinctive conclusion.

 Brubeck points out in his liner notes that “‘Unsquare Dance’, in 7/4 time, is a challenge to the foot-tappers, finger-snappers and hand-clappers. Deceitfully simple, it refuses to be squared. And the laugh you hear at the end is Joe Morello’s guffaw of surprise and relief that we had managed to get through the difficult last chorus”. According to one music teacher, “Brubeck calls it ‘Unsquare Dance’ and it ends with ‘Turkey in the Straw’ which is as ‘square’ as you can get!” At the very end, right after referencing “Turkey in the Straw”, the song cleverly quotes the well known musical couplet known in some circles as shave and a haircut … two bits, with the last note being the seventh in the measure.  Just imagine that our hardships can be plugged into 7/4 time and when we breathe we exhale our silver lining!  As an added treat check out this video on Creating Positive Thoughts.  Be well and as always in Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

Japanese translation for meaning

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This material is has been copyrighted,  feel free to share it with others; it can be distributed via social media or pingbacks and added to websites; please do not change the content, provide credit by including the author’s name @ http://jazzybeatchick.com and your readers shall not be charged by you under any circumstance.

Moveable Feast Monday ~Rad Rainbow Raw Pad Thai by Chef Angela Liddon featuring Francesco Santucci – Last Train to Heaven

Movable Feast Monday

 

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment. ~ Buddha

 

All we have is now.  Yesterday has gone, tomorrow is so far away.  I am back after spending two days in the hospital with an abdominal infection that robbed me of my present moments.  It became evident that renewal is a very rewarding process where the choices we make are for the time being.  I came across this recipe in the moments when the pain prevented me from thinking straight.  But, thank God that is in the past… I hope you enjoy this eazy peazy dish that will brighten even the darkest of spirits.  Invite a friend, family or do the table for one thing as I do.  I selected this melody to bring it all together….Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

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Rad Rainbow Raw Pad Thai

by Chef Angela Liddon

Yield: 2 large servings + scant 2/3 cup dressing

  • 1 medium zucchini,julienned or spiraled
  • 2 large carrots, julienned
  • 1 red pepper, thinly sliced
  • 1 cup thinly sliced red cabbage
  • 3/4 cup frozen edamame, thawed (or try tofu)
  • 3 green onions, thinly sliced
  • 1 tablespoon hemp seeds
  • 1 teaspoon sesame seeds

For the dressing (adapted from my Spicy Peanut Lime Sauce):

  • 1 garlic clove
  • 1/4 cupraw almond butter
  • 2 tablespoons fresh lime juice
  • 2 tablespoons low-sodium tamari
  • 2 tablespoons water
  • 5 teaspoons pure maple syrup (or other sweetener)
  • 1/2 tablespoon toasted sesame oil
  • 1 teaspoon freshly grated ginger

 

  1. Prep vegetables. Add the zucchini, carrots, pepper, and cabbage into one or two large bowls. Toss with hands to combine.
  2. Prepare the dressing by processing all dressing ingredients in a mini processor (or simply whisk by hand). The dressing may seem a bit thin at first, but it thickens as it sits.

3. Top bowls with edamame (or tofu), green onion, hemp seeds, and sesame seeds. Pour on dressing and enjoy!

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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WordPlay Wednesday ~ anyone lived in a pretty how town by e.e. Cummings featuring Benny Carter – Symphony In Riffs

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Jazz poetry dropped into American Life in the 1920’s.  With that came a cultural change that manifested into a perspective that embellished and captured the two elements of Jazz:  Rhythm and Improvisation.  Poetry took flight and poet’s like Ezra Pound, T.S. Eliot and of course one of my heroes…e. e. Cummings.  It became a whirlwind romance that challenged literary forms and impact of the Roaring 20’sJazz Poetry like jazz was an artform that confronted and expressed the cultural rage of American mores and society to become an outsider, a counter-culture and took residence in the Beat generation in the ‘20’s through the 40’s with poet’s like Rexroth, Kerouac, Ferlinghetti, Baraka, Jayne Cortez, Mina Loy to name a few.  It revolutionized and immortalized Poetry into the 20th Century that gave birth to its loving children…Hip Hop, live poetry and poetry slams. 

Today is Wednesday, my Feung Shui the grey matter day to prepare for my spiritual mindfulness improvisation on thoughts, words and sound.  Benny Carter’s Symphony In Riffs is a flash back in the way back laid back machine to the 20s jazz sound and theme.  I have paired these two pieces to get your groove on and finding jazz in everyday life.  #Timeless.  Peace Out!  JBC 8-)

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Great Gatsby Party Courtesy of Gatsby Pages Wikispacesdotcom

anyone lived in a pretty how town

by e. e. Cummings

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain.

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Tell it Slant Tuesday ~ Self Imag(I)nation by Jannat Marie featuring Herbie Hancock – Survival Of The Fittest

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Happy Veteran’s Day!  I think this poem identifies the men and women who fight for our freedom and peace and who like my father suffered unspeakable experiences that forever changed his life and the life’s he came in contact with.  These brave folks, past and present, will always be a place in my heart of strength and grace, but more importantly LOVE.  I am so grateful to know that sometimes our biggest opponent is OURSELVES.  I hope you enjoy your day and this poem.  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) <3

Josephine Wall Paintings

Josephine Wall Paintings

Self Imag(I)nation

by Jannat Marie

I don’t care how many masters exist.

I am curious to know if you have discovered

Who You truly are or

are you still trying to fit in and find yourself?

I am curious to know if you have felt misery or

can you hear it in our children?

Are you living in the world?

or are you of this world?

With its oppressive nexus to

make you conform when reflecting

through fine tuned ears,

Proclaiming THIS IS WHO I AM!

Are you improvising how to

thrive in the cultural inferno by

leaning in to the center of your dreams

Accepting to live in every present moment

remaining rooted in a universal love

fully aware you can consciously re-Create

the misguided missives

that originated in Cultural deceit.

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Moveable Feast Monday ~ Raw Vegan “Hold the Meat” Meatloaf by Chef Tina Jo’s Recipes

Movable Feast Monday

 

For JazzFoodies gearing up for the holidays, here is an alternative to Meatloaf  that I found just  for you.  Today Chef Tina Jo will be sharing a great raw food recipe with you. Check out the video of the delicious and healthy Raw Meatloaf. This is a great raw food recipe that everyone will find amazingly delicious.  Bon Appétit!  Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) and <3

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Free Write Friday ~ 9 Inspiring Steps to a Creative Life ~ Featuring Creative Coffee – Best Time of My Life With a special short ~ Nonconformity and the Creative Life

FreeWrite Friday

Creativity – is having the ability or power to create.  It is characterized as living in the moment and evokes approaching life with originality or looking at life with a fresh perspective using your imagination and expressing yourself in a style that is uniquely You. Sounds cool right?  So why not live like this every day?  Sometimes the hardest part is taking the first step.

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Here are 9 suggested inspired steps to help you start living a creative way of life:

  1. Be willing to try something new.

Step out of your daily routine and did something totally different? Take a dance class, go to a concert or try a new jazz club near you to experience something that is a departure from your normal routine.  Try a new radio station or grab a pencil and start sketching the trees in your own backyard or a park where you see children (they could be yours) take a vegan or gourmet cooking class @ a Natural Food Store to engage in a creative action. Creative thinking and creative action occurs when you decide that you want to jazz up your everyday life.

  1. Create something with your own hands on a regular basis.

Set the table following a layout from your favorite magazine, i.e., I like Coastal Living they have wonderful recipes and table settings that are really festive and different.  Make time to try something new. For example go to the art section of your favorite department store and come up with a theme for the centerpiece with flowers, object, etc.  Check out DYI sites on your computer.  It is a lot of fun when you do it as a family and or friend thing.

  1. Express yourself through movement it could be dancing to music or watch a classic film, game or performing arts of a play or opera. Start a creative writing or book club.

You have the option of creating whatever fun filled game board night, or learn a new dance step or routine to break away from your usual nightly routine.  It does not have to cost a lot of money, just use your imagination.

  1. Integrate Creativity into your daily life.

 Begin by scheduling time on your calendar for it. You don’t have to go crazy.  Start off with maybe twice a month.  Make it an intention as you would when you are meditating for a positive and productive day.  Chances are you will not consider it foreign or uncomfortable because you are pacing yourself to experience life differently.   Pick your own pace and find Parks and recreation programs that go to Wine Country or Hiking or Ballroom Dancing where there is not a long term commitment and you can sign up without going into debt.  My cable company has dance, yoga, exercise as part of the cable package for free!

  1. Design or make something for your office or your room that is made by you.

 Your surroundings are a reflection of your uniqueness. Inspiration is the catalyst for more creativity, grace and character.  So it is wonderful to surround yourself with objects that you make or you find in unusual places.  Hand-made objects evoke vivid memories as well as diversify your experiences.

  1. Find interesting and exotic creative spaces.

 Museums, art shows or galleries, outdoor exhibits, theatres and outdoor performances will places remind and cultivate our innate creative abilities.

  1. Take time-outs or break for new inspiration

 Inspiration is everywhere!  Check with friends, family, coworkers, etc. suggestions of creative ideas they enjoy.  Get the conversation on creativity going.

  1. Let your creative juices flow and explore everything!

 Keep in touch with your creative network.  Dialog and you will both be inspired.

  1. Be a creative outlet.

 Talk about unique and unusual experiences to friends, email, start a blog or a Creative Living Circle.  Just be relaxed and free to do whatever suits your fancy.

 At the end of the day, be yourself.  The possibilities are endless.  Just include love, compassion, grace, forgiveness and most of all YOU!  There is no right answer.  Not happy with a choice, just make another one.  And now for a short vid on nonconformity….You are here!  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

Nonconformity and the Creative Life

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Jazzin’ Thru Thursday ~ Jazz Utopia by Jannat Marie featuring Miles Davis’ ~ “So What”

Jazzin' thru Thursday

Jazzin’ thru Thursday

I’m always thinking about creating. My future starts when I wake up every morning… Every day I find something creative to do with my life. ~ Miles Davis

This exemplifies our life when my father moved our family from the east coast to the west coast.  The jazz sound in the late 50’ to the early 60’s reflected the change in the social atmosphere of the times which transitioned and sparked revolutionary of styles and cultural cadence from swing, big band to bebop.  Miles Davis when he was young moved to New York and became enamored with Dizzy Gillespie and saxophonist Charlie Parker’s sound.  The two top bebop architects and arrangers of the emerging were  Tadd Dameron and. Gil Fuller who composed and their arrangements were characterized by a fast, inventive soloing and dynamic rhythm variations. Bebop was the new sound of the day, and Miles followed suit. Shortly after Miles’ arrival in Manhattan, he began playing in clubs with Parker and he decided to trade in his academic studies at Juilliard to become a full time jazz musician initially joining Benny Carter‘s band and making his first recordings as a sideman.  Davis described meeting and knowing both Carter and Fuller as band leaders were not to mess with in St. Louis.  They refused to succumb to racial discrimination, tension and when Carter and Fuller were instructed to enter the clubs through the backdoor kitchen entrance, both leaders responded It’s the front door or no door….  This poem inspired by Carl Sanberg’s Jazz Fantasia reflecting the perfect society where jazz was the main event.  Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & >3

Jazz Utopia

by Jannât Marie

 Dance to your dreams and desires,

strum the samba on your jazz box.

Wail on the shores of the trumpet bell,

Let it rip you jazz cats and chicks.

 

Swing and sway those hips the night away like you

desperately need it.  Tap your cymbal, tsss, tsss tss

caressing the shores of your soul, like a baby’s

lullaby that cries out hungry for their mother’s love

 

All you jazz players of the sea  — play in fortissimo

striking cliffs and beach in 4/4 time.  Waves of

cadence signal the jazz cruise is about to set sail,

launching an acoustic sensory alchemy on a voyage

to islands in your mind that send jasmine, lavender

and freesia bursting with color, heat and flavor that

lift eyes to enchanted starry heavens.  The orange

moon tides are casting a spell like a midsummer

night’s dream.

Now that’s jazz… cerebrally and viscerally in every

sense of the world.

 

©July 26, 2013 by Jannât Marie All Rights Reserved

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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WordPlay Wednesday ~ Runnin’ Riffs on Forgiveness and the reason’s why featuring Black Jazz Consortium – Forgiveness

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Forgiveness

By Jannât Marie

 

Forgiveness is the ability

to cleanse the soul like a hot spring,

creating a warmth that eases the pain of  life’s experience.

Forgiveness is not for the offender, but rather a stream that

flows through our hearts to open and heal.

Forgiveness is the courage to let go of the hurt and restore the power

of wisdom of  Self.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Blues in Black and White

Blues in Black and White

It seems as though forgiveness is a concept from biblical times. With the increase in school shootings, sexual assault, violence in our homes and streets, the only healthy response for healing is Forgiveness. Mental research suggests that when we apply forgiveness into our daily lives there are countless benefits to your health and wellbeing.  Improvisation only works as a catalyst when we are relaxed and balanced in mind and spirit.

Forgiveness is consciously choosing to let go of resentment or reprisal toward someone who has hurt you in some way irrespective of whether it was intentional or not.  Forgiveness according to the Greater Good Science Center at the University of California, Berkeley in no way means having to forget or condone the wrong that was committed.  If we fixate on a wrong, or the person who committed the offense then we have chosen to disappear or disconnect from the moment.  Forgiveness grows on you, the more you integrate it into your daily experience it will facilitate improv and creativity that will heighten our lives and those around us.  Empathy or looking for the silver linings is a portal to galvanize and improvise how we express our feelings.

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So what are the benies of improvising forgiveness riffs in our daily routine.  

 

  • Choosing to live and breathe in the moment which brings freshness and unity to your life.

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The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. ~Mahatma Gandhi

 

  • Dissolving feelings of hopelessness, anger, being anxious and uptight.
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Making Waves

 

  • Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future. ~Paul BoesePromoting a sense of wellbeing, balance and positivity when facing adversity in daily life, i.e. traffic jams, long waits in grocery lines, illness, hostility that you may encounter from others and the environment.

Forgiving is rediscovering the shining path of peace that at first you thought others took away when they betrayed you. ~Dodinsky,

 

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The biggest riff of forgiveness would be to forgive yourself.

All major religious traditions carry basically the same message, that is love, compassion and forgiveness the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives. ~ Dalai Lama

 

Playful Innovative Mixed Media Artist by Peachfire Arts.

Playful Innovative Mixed Media Artist by Peachfire Arts.

Well, that enough playing forgiveness riffs.  It is something to meditate and choose when faced with any challenge in daily life.  It has been the major part of healing and staying present in my life.  How about you?  Someone do something to tick you off?  I don’t say that you should be BFF’s but forgiving gives you the opportunity to move into the next moment with grace and serenity.  On that note…Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

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Japanese translation for meaning

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Tell it Slant Tuesday ~ The End of an Ethnic Dream by Jay Wright accompanied by Archived Academy – Peaceful Harmony

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I speak to the black experience, but I am always talking about the human condition – about what we can endure, dream, fail at, and still survive.  ~ Maya Angelou

 

 

Definition: Ethnicity is a concept referring to a shared culture and way of life. This can be reflected in language, religion, material culture such as clothing and food, and cultural products such as music and art. Ethnicity is often a major source of social cohesion and social conflict.  ~ By Ashley Crossman

Jazz is the embodiment of ethnicity.  I agree with Ashley but I would add one extra element…language.  Musicians from every walk of life can understand and play jazz using all the above referenced elements but the mode of expression speaks uniquely to that person.  Well, maybe two, the second would be feeling.  The interesting thing about jazz is that the feeling is transcultural and transcends ethnicity.  It is important to know our predecessors and to understand the times they lived in.  I figure, without embracing my father and mother’s origin I would not be able to have the freedom to be able to spread my wings and fly.  At one time American society was fixated on Youth.  You know out with the old and in with the new.  But had it not been for the old there would not be any new.  I don’t think there is magic in new, I think the magic comes from the roots that are deep within our hearts and soul that make art and culture and life this glorious mosaic that only eyes that are not blinded by the shiniest of what is new will not drown it out.  I hope that you enjoy Jay Writes poem.  The hope lies not only with youth, but when they stand side by side, the shadows and light integrate and give grace to all of our lives.  Peace and Love Out!  Jazzybeatchick a.k.a. JazZenista Live!  <3 & 8-)

Mimika at Pizza Express Jazz Club Soho New York City

Mimika at Pizza Express Jazz Club Soho New York City

The End of an Ethnic Dream

by Jay Wright

 Cigarettes in my mouth

to puncture blisters in my brain.

My bass a fine piece of furniture.

My fingers soft, too soft to rattle

rafters in second-rate halls.

The harmonies I could never learn

stick in Ayler’s screams.

An African chant chokes us. My image shot.

If you look off over the Hudson,

the dark cooperatives spit at the dinghies

floating up the night.

A young boy pisses

on lovers rolling against each other

under a trackless el.

This could have been my town,

with light strings that could stand a tempo.

Now,

it’s the end

of an ethnic dream.

I’ve grown intellectual,

go on accumulating furniture and books,

damning literature, writing “for myself,”

calculating the possibilities that someone

will love me, or sleep with me.

Eighteen-year-old girls come back from the Southern

leers and make me cry.

Here, there are

coffee shops, bars,

natural tonsorial parlors,

plays, streets,

pamphlets, days, sun,

heat, love, anger,

politics, days, and sun.

Here, we shoot off

every day to new horizons,

coffee shops, bars,

natural tonsorial parlors,

plays, streets,

pamphlets, days, sun,

heat, love, anger,

politics, days, and sun.

It is the end of an ethnic dream.

My bass a fine piece of furniture.

My brain blistered.

 

Jay Wright, “The End of an Ethnic Dream” from Transfigurations: Collected Poems (Baton Rouge: Louisiana State University Press, 2000). Copyright © 2000 by Jay Wright. Reprinted with the permission of the author.   Source: Transfigurations: Collected Poems (Louisiana State University Press, 2000)

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Moveable Feast Monday ~ Raw Kale n’ African Black-Eyed Pea Salad n’ The Mack Raw Hoppin’ John ~ w/ extra tasty byte Raw, Vegan Pecan Pie by Chef Gena Hamshaw ~ Accompanied by Herbie Hancock – “Dolphin Dance”

Movable Feast Monday

I want to share my Raw Kale n’ African Black-Eyed Pea Salad improvisation that is a regular part of my healthy and wellness lifestyle.  I think the original word for improvisation was “Resourcefulness” which means taking something and imprinting your own style to create something extraordinary out of something that is a naturally occurring event of life challenge.   This recipe was quite popular last year.  I like to ring in the New Year on a weekly basis.  The black-eyed peas are delicious little white legumes that have a mild taste and smooth texture that can be enjoyed year-round. This simple, refreshing pea salad recipe makes a delicious potluck dish. I add cauliflower* and sliced avocado and chopped chives to make it a complete meal.  Now to put on the sounds and you guessed it!  Let’s Jam!  Bon appétit!  Just remember, “One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.”  ~ Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist  In Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) <3

Raw Kale n’ African Black-Eyed Pea Salad

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Ingredients

  • 2 cups defrosted black-eyed peas rinse and drain and set  aside.
  • 10 scallions, roughly chopped
  • 1 red and yellow bell pepper, stemmed, seeded, and finely chopped
  • 1 cup cherry or grape tomatoes, chopped
  • 1 medium cucumber, seeded and finely chopped
  • 2 serrano peppers or 1 Habanero or Scotch bonnet chile, stemmed, seeded, and minced
  • Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste
  • 1 Bunch of raw kale chopped finely

Dressing

  • ¼ cup fresh lime juice (about 2½ limes, juiced)
  • 1 cup chopped parsley (I like cilantro sometimes to give it a nice kick)
  • ¼ to ½  to  cup olive oil 1 tablespoon smooth Dijon mustard * See note below
  • 1½ teaspoons honey
  • Sea salt and freshly ground pepper, to taste
  • Teaspoon of Fresh Thyme to give it that Creole appeal

If you want to make it an entrée add

  • Cauliflower* with 1 tsp. turmeric  in food processor blend to the size of rice kernels orRaw Vegan couscous mix with rest of ingredients
  • Sliced avocado  as garnish

Instructions

  1. In a large bowl, whisk together the lime juice and parsley. Continue whisking as you slowly drizzle in the olive oil to make a smooth dressing.
  2. Add the black-eyed peas, scallions, bell pepper, tomato (try not to transfer the tomato juice and seeds to the salad), cucumber, and minced pepper to the bowl. Season the mixture with salt and pepper and use a big spoon to toss the salad. Cover and set aside at room temperature for at least 1 hour, or refrigerate up to overnight to marinate and meld the flavors. Add raw chopped kale.  Serve chilled or at room temperature. To make this salad a main dish, add raw cauliflower* and top with avocado slices. and chopped chives for garnish.

Notes

  • Adapted from Saveur Magazine, May 2012.
  • The original recipe called for one cupcanola oil, which seemed like way too much oil. I reduced the oil by half and used olive oil instead. You might be able to get away with just ⅓ cup oil.

Raw, Vegan Pecan Pie

Gena's Pecan-Pie- Courtesy of Food52.com

Gena’s Pecan-Pie- Courtesy of Food52.com

Author Notes: An easy, forgiving, and absolutely delicious vegan spin on pecan pie. Creamy medjool dates and coconut oil perfectly approximate the flavor and richness of a traditional filling.  – Gena Hamshaw

 Serves 8 to 10

For the crust

  • 3/4cup raw pecans
  • 3/4cup raw walnuts
  • 1/4teaspoon sea sat
  • 1/4cup shredded coconut
  • 1cup pitted medjool dates, packed

For the pie filling

  • 1 1/4cups medjool dates, tightly packed, pitted, and soaked in warm water for at least an hour
  • 1/2cup plus 3/4 cup raw pecans, divided
  • 1/4cup melted coconut oil
  • 2teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/4teaspoon nutmeg
  • Big pinch sea salt
  1. To make the crust: Place the walnuts and pecans, sea salt, and coconut in a food processor and grind roughly. Add the dates and process until the mixture is thoroughly broken down and sticks together when you squeeze a bit in the palm of your hand. Press mixture evenly onto the bottom and sides of a pie plate (alternately, you can press it into a 9″ springform pan).
  2. Drain the dates, reserving the soak liquid. Transfer the dates to a high speed blender or powerful food processor. Add the 1/2 cup pecans, coconut oil, vanilla, cinnamon, nutmeg, salt, and about 1/4 cup of the date-soaking water. Blend until the mixture is totally smooth.
  3. Pour the filling into the crust. Smooth the top over with an inverted spatula. Place in the fridge for at least four hours to set. Decorate the top with the 3/4 cup pecans, and continue to chill till ready to serve.

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Free Write Friday ~ A Chick with a Plan featuring John Coltrane – My One And Only Love

FreeWrite Friday

 

“Life is a lot like Jazz… it’s best when you improvise.” ~ George Gershwin

 

I woke up this morning to gray skies with the air punctuated with a gentle rain. Fall seems to be just around the corner. Resistance has taught me to realize that sometimes I can be my own worst enemy which spirals into full blown sleepwalking.  I am disconnected from the present.  Fear that my secret will come to light.  I cannot find the exact moment that my life fell apart. Holidays sometimes brings on these feelings of resistance – pain, being abandoned, feelings of naught measuring up.  Old tapes begin to play tricks with my mind I hear “You can’t write,  you will never finish your plans to write a memoir, blah, blah, blah.”  I just wanted the pain of the brokenness to stop. I knew I could make a better choice, but it was the last thing I thought I could do. The other choice was to give myself permission to feel the pain, fear, and devastation of my world.  So I stop, focus on my breath and reconnect with my heart and soul.  Everything that happens externally is a reflection of what goes on internally. Mindfulness improv gives us the power to change our perspective.  If you  start by focusing on one belief it will transform it and the healing will be reflected outwardly. It’s this realization that prompted me to start mindfulness improvisation with jazz as the template, the catalyst of the mindfulness and sound creates the space where we can all learn to heal, and not just exist or We all have the amazing potential to create purpose, passion, and joy in life, but first we need to believe and graciously accept the fact that we truly deserve it.

I feel so alive and energized. But I kept hearing my dad’s voice about my change in attitude. So I stopped and allowed the fear to run its course, you’re not good enough, you’ll never get it, it said. Change is life’s mainstay. Perfection, fear and change cannot take center stage at the same time. So, this past week I opted for change. Life has become way more fun, open and I accept the imperfections because they are part of the process. The discomfort that creeps into the space of doubt about sailing into uncharted waters, serves as a gentle reminder and allows me to be more creative.

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Letting go of how things were, no matter how fractured things may seem, is not an easy task. It takes a ginormous amount of energy and courage to let go because it is an inside job. It instills grace. Grace to forgive myself and others, to let go of ideas of who I think I am or should be and how I think things and others should be. This allows me to surrender, replacing my old negative thoughts with hope. Change happens whether I choose to be a part or not. Fear is human. Most of us feel at one point or another something that makes us afraid. When I change my thoughts from Why is this happening to me to I have dealt with circumstances like this before and reflect and remember them, the fear stops dead in its tracks.  Developing the courage to walk along side your fears and transforming the steps (words) in a direction of what you want, the possibly be fearful and being positive cannot exist at the same time.  You cannot be afraid and have faith that things will get better.  You begin to walk your positive self talk and there is a shift in not only your mood but a shift in your perspective.  Change any overly independent thoughts such as “I’ll handle this alone” to “I have many sources of help, if I simply ask.” Shift any terrorizing thoughts such as “This is THE worst thing that could happen to me” to “I’ve handled other challenges in my life, and I’m sure I’ll survive this one.”  My new mantra has become, “Let go and Let God!” My dream is to create the life thru mindfulness improvisation will express a talent from me and a gift for you!  My real name is JazZenista a.k.a. Jazzybeatchick all growed up!  Peace & Love Out!  JZN! <3 & 8-)  P.S.  Happy Halloween!

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Jazzin’ Thru Thursday ~ Jazz, Sounds, Licks and the Love Saved me from BrCa featuring Gil Fuller & Monterey Jazz Festival – Love Theme From “The Sandpiper” (The Shadow Of Your Smile) – Feat. Dizzy Gillespie

Jazzin' thru Thursday

Jazzin’ thru Thursday

Life is not about finding our limitations, it’s about finding our infinity. ∞ Herbie Hancock

Jazz Dance - mixed media - collage on watercolor_free spirit arts blogspotdotcom

Jazz Dance – mixed media – collage on watercolor_free spirit arts blogspotdotcom

I am filled with gratitude every October because Breast Cancer changed my life forever.  This is my conversation with the universe before I went into major reconstructive surgery and things went totally wrong.

It was Thursday, November 30th, 2000 I was 48 years old.  A week after Thanksgiving, this was my big Reconstructive Surgery Day.  It was my attempt to make up for all of the losses and the ravages that resulted from the traumatic complications of breast cancer.   Life, as I knew it six months before today, would be restored.  I wanted to believe that life was the space between the notes and would free me from the exiled island where I had come to live.  Today, I realize that every breath I take is the space between the notes in a melody that was fueled by God’s love and grace.  I learned that surrendering, accepting and embracing everything that has happened in my “so called perfect life”, i.e., … In 1990 being completely paralyzed from Guillain-Barré; 1994 my father’s death; 2003 my mom’s return of cancer that was terminal; my diagnosis on April 14, 2000 (ironically on my father’s birthday); and today.  Yes, today is going to be my day; I get the chance to make things right with my soul and universe within.  I hoped that it was not just an illusion.

Counting, 100…99…95, I am breathing in life, I see my surgeon with her mask, her eyes were reassuring and smiling, I blink.  85…80 I open my eyes again halfway, I see my mom, beautifully 1960’s coiffed hair; almond shaped pools of peaceful hazel green eyes; skin so soft and radiant now paled by society’s proscriptions; a sweet smile that always masked the pain of living in two worlds.  She is now standing by my side, smiling and leans over to kiss me on my cheek.  I hear my father’s music that I gave the surgical team begin to play, “The Shadow of Your Smile”, it is filling the O.R.,  I inhale — my soul is moving —feeling every note.  75…70, I open my eyes again, I see my father, I close my eyes tightly and slowly opening them again– he is still there, he is smiling, he kisses my forehead and says, you are playing my music, I added the song I wrote for you can you hear it? I feel myself nodding.  Darkness now has consumed me.

The next time my eyes open I am in the ICU.  I am connected to several machines, and they are beeping.  Morphine drip is set on automatic.  I stir trying to find some comfort in being in a lot of pain, searching for relief.  I turn my head and open my eyes and see Todd a friend from work is standing by my bed.  He said I sneaked in, your mom told me where I was.  We laughed.  Suddenly, an alarm went off—nurses and staff come running in.  I scream. What’s going on?  My mouth is being covered with an oxygen mask.  My surgeon is now standing next to me, says, The graft failed, I have to take you back into the OR. I gasp WAIT!  How long have I been in surgery?  She answered slowly, 16 hours I took another deep breath What about my DNR?  She said, Your mom rescinded it.  Suddenly my mother was beside the gurney as I was being wheeled to the OR.  My mom motioned for them to stop the gurney and positioned herself to be in front of me.   I can’t mom, just let me go, I cried.  She took my hand and said, I need you, you have been my caregiver for the past 3 years and I still need you, I am your caregiver now and it is not your time.

That was the moment my mindfulness improvisation journey took a new form.  Jazz ‘s principle for improv requires living in the present moment (the call), then the response to that moment is the choice that is right for you and makes that moment makes your life awaken to truth.  My fears drifted into the darkness deep into the center of my soul.  I felt God’s presence.  I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and then I exhaled — letting go of the most frightening and painful parts of my life.  I began to feel as though I was sailing into uncharted waters, letting go of everything I thought I could control.  Now I am completely trusting and have faith that my life’s purpose and wake would take care of itself.   Became an elemental person and was driven inward to my creative sea.  I reconnected with my early roots of Jazz and it was my portal to the life that is waiting for me.   What about you, have you had a moment when you felt as if an epiphany changed the course of your life to that sacred place and you were transformed?  It is a beautiful thing sensing the awesomeness of “infinity”?  Peace and Love Out!  JBC <3 & 8-)

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Japanese translation for meaning

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Word Play Wednesday ~ Saved by Herbie Hancock’s “Imagine” through My Mom’s Death from and My Choice to Live with Breast Cancer Riff

My Breast Cancer Journey ~ The sea of life  2011

My Breast Cancer Journey ~ The sea of life 2011

It is the way you play that makes it…Play like you play, play like you think, and you got it, if you are going to get it.  And whatever you get, that’s you, so that’s your story.”  ~ Count Basie 

There are three days left to Breast Cancer Month and I wanted to end them with something with an upbeat rather than the downbeat that sometimes takes over the days.  Count Basie said those words to me in the fall of 1967 at the Newport Jazz Festival.  It was when dad took me to Monterey Jazz Festival Orchestra’s rehearsal and the Count was onstage sitting at the piano and he motioned to me to come sit next to him on the bench.  I shot a look at dad he looked at me smiling Go on, he’s family!  At that very moment at the tender age of thirteen thinking I am absolute existence, I am a meadow of all that is possible  Jazz is collaboration of individual souls connecting to a universal riff transcending all limitations awakening everyone present to self discovery and expression in the majesty of God’s gift to our lives. In 2000 it saved my life.  Why? Because my mom and I did not have any choice back in 1997, when our Breast Cancer journey began and was not commonplace back then.  Our Oncologist a Harvard Medical School doctor was making strides to treat the  disease.  We were collateral damage.  He proscribed medications that gave me horrifying dreams of my mother and I being decapitated in a collision with a 18 wheeler mac truck.  When I told him about the dreams and the lack of sleep his response was That’s psychological, I can give you adavan.  That did not work.  I was desperately to reconnect with my soul.  What had been sacred to me changed and I wanted to make peace with my cancer and use it to give up the notion of what no longer worked for me and find new ways to get close to what is sacred in my life.  I would go for chemotherapy and would play Coltrane, Miles, the Count and Ella, Sarah and of course my dad’s music.  Mark Singer in The Untethered Soul” taught me to allow the cancer and loss not to fight it but to embrace and accept things as they are.  I created a conversation remembering that Fall day back in 1967 with Count Basie and it brought me back to an aliveness surrendering my fears to find a new current and flowing with life at that moment.  My friends faded away because they didn’t know what to say to me.  I can’t tell you the number of times I wanted to give up.  I began to listen to Coltrane’s Serenity and became completely present.  The transformational power of letting go of my identity of being a cancer patient dissolved away.

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Herbie Hancock’s The Imagine Project. Song: Imagine, featuring Pink, Seal, India Arie.

Here are a few brief steps I took:

Seek solitude:   Take a deep breath and allow yourself some time and space to step away from the expectations; the conversations; the pressures and the noise of everyday life.   Focus on your life in that moment. Strive for feeling free, independent and self-sufficient, gently let go thoughts of loneliness, worries or fear.

Seek out and find your passion:  When you believe or see beauty in something, you should follow your heart no matter what anyone else thinks or says. If you have found something that is worthy of your focus, sacrifice, and efforts, you have discovered a passion of your life.  Poetry in the ambience of Jazz did it for me!

Seek more Information:  Identify through reading and searches on the internet to find someone who is doing the exact passion you want to do.  Find out how they did it and how you can create and manifest it in your life.

Seek support :   Finding friends that are supportive and who encourage you when you need it most are key to my journey.  I lost my mom, but, Ida, and Andrea, Greg, Gerry, Cindy, and Dave have taken this journey with me.   A support system is crucial to any personal transformation and healing.  They will understand what you’re going through.

So get to steppin’ to the soul filled beat of your life.  Mark Nepo says it best Poetry is the utterance from the soul… Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) <3

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Japanese translation for meaning

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Tell it Slant Tuesday ~ 9 Thoughts to Consider featuring Larry Ridley – Never Can Say Goodbye

Jazz Abstract Courtesy of Pinterestdotcom

Jazz Abstract Courtesy of Pinterestdotcom

I really can’t say enough about Monsieur Larry Ridley.  My father admired him and he treated him as though he was part of the family.  In fact I consider him my favorite uncle.  I have learned at an early age that there are people who come into our lives for a reason.  He is the embodiment and personification of jazz and he is not only an extraordinary musician, he can also teach!  Can you believe that?  I always look forward to his emails and I really think this one takes the prize.  So for Tell it Slant Tuesday…What’s on your mind… Peace & Love Out!  JBC  8-) & <3

Nine Thoughts to Consider

Number 9   Death is the number 1 killer in the world.

Number 8    Life is sexually transmitted.

Number 7    Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

 Number 6    Men have two emotions: hungry and horny, and they can’t tell them apart. If you see a gleam in his eyes, make him a sandwich.

Number 5    Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day. Teach a person to use the Internet and they won’t bother you for weeks, months, maybe years.

Number 4    Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in the hospital, dying of nothing.

Number 3    All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

Number 2    In the 60’s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird, and people take Prozac to make it normal.

Number 1    Life is like a jar of jalapeno peppers. What you do today might burn your a*# tomorrow.

 And as someone recently said to me:  Don’t worry about old age; it doesn’t last that long.

TEN (10) THINGS I KNOW ABOUT YOU

1) You are reading this.

2) You are human.

3) You can’t say the letter ”P” without separating your lips.

4) You just attempted to do it.

6) You are laughing at yourself.

7) You have a smile on your face and you skipped No.  5.

8) You just checked to see if there is a No.  5.

9) You laugh at this because you are a fun loving person & everyone does it too.

10) You are probably going to send this to see who else falls for it.

You have received this e-mail because I didn’t want to be alone in the idiot category.

Have a great Day.  Laugh, and then Laugh and sing It’s a Beautiful Morning even when it’s not.

“Do not regret growing older.  It is a privilege denied to many.”

Life is not about surviving the storm.  It’s learning how to dance in the rain.

_______________________________

For you New York Jazz Aficionados if you are going to be in the Lincoln Center Area, please check out:

Jazz @ Lincoln Center Swing U- Larry Ridley teaches Wes Montgomery-11/10,17,24,12/1/2014

Wes Montgomery

with Larry Ridley

4 Monday Nights: November 10, 17, 24, and December 1
6:30-8:30pm
Irene Diamond Education Center (IDEC)
$115.00

Wes Montgomery’s playing casts a towering shadow over modern guitar techniques, and his influence can be heard in the performances of nearly every jazz guitarist today. Bassist Larry Ridley will share his insights into Wes’ life and music with you, drawing from his long friendship and collaboration with the legendary guitarist.

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Moveable Feast Monday ~Jazz, Sustainability & 3 Mindfulness Improv Eating Tips & For A Special treat a FullyRaw “Apple Pie” recipe

Movable Feast Monday

 

“I think there are only three things America will be known for 2,000 years from now when they study this civilization: the Constitution, jazz music, and baseball”.  Sports:baseball Quotes, by Gerald Early

 

 

Be conscious of EVERYTHING that you put into your body. You are a consumer, of not just food of EVERYTHING. What you put in is what you become. Every 6 months your cells are regenerated! How do you want to recreate yourself?

You are naturally a consumer of mind, body, and spirit. Therefore, I want to share with you just how to Practice Mindful Eating so that you can reap the amazing benefits!

Step 1: PREPARE YOUR FOOD WITH LOVE
Love your food so that it loves YOU back. Pray over your food. Blessing your food uplifts the energy of your food, thus benefitting you.

Step 2: MEDITATE WHILE YOU ARE EATING.
Come into a still place of mind. Appreciate each bite and the taste of each bite.

Benefits of practicing mindful eating:
Enjoy your food more!
Stopping when you are full!
You RELAX and don’t eat out of anxiety!
You become grounded.
Weight-loss
Gratitude
Appreciation
YOU CREATE A HEART SPACE (You make peace with your plate!)

Step 3: BECOME A CONSCIOUS CONSUMER
When you become conscious of what you put into your body FOOD-WISE, it effects what you put into your body on SO many other levels. What are you reading, wearing, thinking, watching, clicking, tapping, seeing, buying, supporting? YOUR DOLLAR SUPPORTS WHAT YOU CONSUME. I consume fresh fruits and veggies from Rawfully Organic because I want to see that succeed. The act of eating is sacred because it is a time to nourish ourselves. We should honor it as much as we honor our bodies.

I BELIEVE IN THE POWER OF FRUITS AND VEGGIES TO HEAL OUR BODIES AND MINDS
I thought that I would awaken your taste buds to what I would call my JazZenista style of healthy and sumptuous Jazz Bytes to enlighten your sensibilities and life….Bon Appétit!  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) <3

 Fully Raw Apple Pie!

 

Published on Dec 19, 2013

Raw vegan apple pie! A healthy, simple, and low-fat holiday pie you will love!

Yummy yummy yummy I got pie in my tummy! There’s no better pie to bring to a holiday feast to share with family and friends! I hope that you enjoy my special twist on this classic pie! It’s raw, vegan, and simply delicious!

Ingredients:
Approximately 10 apples of your choice (Fuji or Honeycrisp)
3-4 pounds of pitted dates
Raw dried figs (fresh figs work as well)
Cinnamon
Nutmeg

Directions for the crust:
In a food processor, combine the dried figs and approx. 2 lbs of dates until it reaches a cookie dough consistency. Press this crust into the bottom of your pie pan dish.

For the apple pie filling:
Blend 3 apples with approx 1 lb of dates, cinnamon, nutmeg, and a small bit of water until it reaches a thick, smooth, pie filling consistency.

For the layers:
Thinly slice your apples with a knife or with a mandolin and start layering your apple slices with your pie filling as shown in the video. I alternate between an apple layer with an apple pie filling spread layer. Layer up to the top, remove the hold, and slice yourself a little piece of heaven! Enjoy immensely and share with family and friends!

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Japanese translation for meaning

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Free Write Friday ~ H.A.T.E.R.’s, Jazz, The Fog of Breast Cancer, and BFF’s Sounds by: Gil Fuller & Monterey Jazz Festival – A Patch Of Blue – Feat. James Moody

FreeWrite Friday

 Music is the space between the notes…”  ~ Claude Debussy

My mother and I were more than best friends forever (BFF’s), we were sister warriors in the battle against breast cancer.  This journey began over sixteen years ago on October of 1997 after dad died.  I was truly blessed because mom taught me the significance and grace of unconditionally loving another person, and she has always encouraged me and supported me in every aspect of my life.  We stemmed the tides of loss, grief and pain throughout the whole process.  We were each other’s caregivers.

Romare Bearden Collage1

Romare Bearden Collage1

If someone isn’t what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.”  ~ Paulo Coehlo

Dad introduced and taught me using valuable jazz lessons how to handle the rigors of the harsh realities of choosing to live a creative life.  Initially, I was confused about what I wanted to be when I grew up.  My father didn’t want me to go into music, dance, acting, blah, blah blah because he was angry at the way the “Arts” treated women.  He thought it was safer to be a doctor.  He would get angry and tell me that it was no place for a lady!  In my father’s case I believed that he wanted to become a doctor.  He was a man of intensity and commitment and I never really knew that he felt he was protecting me.  Looking back I realized it was his way of preparing me to stand my ground and confront my ego, negative thoughts, fear, failure and the challenges that we all face by accepting that like change it is necessary for us to connect with our God given spiritual gifts.  Leaning in and coming face to face with a challenge it signals that you have to awaken to those gifts using them to overcome it.

The rutlandcitypublicschoolsdotorg Jazz Music

The rutlandcitypublicschoolsdotorg Jazz Music

“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ~ Paulo Coehlo

The possibility of living a creative life transformed me by using mindfulness improvisation!  is when “Jazz” the Catalyst”  has ability to interact in a manner specific to the intensity of the vibration frequency of “Cancer” connecst with the higher consciousness “mindfulness improv” that will enlighten, inspire, provide the energy that becomes the “substrate” that changes you.  Listening is a portal giving you the ability to discern the egos “chatter of negativity from what resides in the heart of fear.  It wasn’t an option in that moment.  It was like breathing.

Pablo Picasso Painting

Pablo Picasso Painting

And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”

Fortunately I discovered I have to write because it gives me the sense of who I am.  It was the response to the Call to the life that was given me.  When I combine the blessing my father gave me “jazz” when he took me to rehearsals, festivals, recording sessions;  and his introduction to the players like, Dizzy GillespieJames MoodyCount BasieIgor Stravinsky, and Ralph J. Gleason and  Charles Champlin of L.A. Times that  individually and collectively inspired and nurtured me to devote myself to a creative life.  I thought I was secretly writing in my journals — poetry and lyrical prose/essay that I created when dad was composing songs on the piano downstairs in 1963.  I was surprised to found that he knew all about my writing secretly in my room when I found in the Gibson guitar case he gave me when I was 9.  I opened it up and found all of my writing nestled between sheet music.  It was my Aha! Moment when I realized what a blessing my father gave me of living wonderfully enchanted life of musical thinking where my words can separate sound from music. Writing was my Response to my life’s adversities like cancer, writer’s block

I am truly NOT a H.A.T.E.R.(Having Anger Toward Everyone Reaching Success) of Breast Cancer….

The minute the word cancer entered our house, everything changed. I felt desperate and frightened by the prospect of cancer and another death.  But I refused to take this lying down.  I dove directly into the cresting wave of the unknown and sprung into action—there were logistics to deal with and mom needed support.  I moved back in with her after dad’s death and we struggled with missing dad, but also dealing with taxes and issues related to her therapy.

Chemotherapy is brutal. Radiation was something way beyond that.. The goal of these therapies is to kill everything in your body before it kills you. I wanted to take the burden off her. When dad had his massive stroke he was on a respirator and in a coma we asked my brother to make a tape of dad’s music to play continuously in his ears.  After ten days, he was out of the coma and was breathing on his own.  You can’t tell me that God didn’t have a role in that.

Surreal Last Exit

‘My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer,’ the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. ‘Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.‘”  ~ Paolo Coehlo

Chemotherapy makes everyone suffer.  Facing fear and suffering I decided to bring a tape of my father’s music into the chemo suite when she had chemo and radiation therapy and it majestically made the most terrifying moments evaporate from both of us. It not only served as a connection between the two of us, it was a connection for the other patients and the hospital staff as well.   We laughed and interacted with one patient in particular, Pat.  Pat had colon cancer.  It had metastasized and spread to her bone.  I met her when I had my mastectomy and she lay in the bed next to me after surgery.  Mom came in and waited for me to come around.  I opened my eyes and there they were.  What a beautiful sight.  Apparently mom and Pat formed a bond.  When mom had the pick put in, Pat hovered over me like a lioness guarding her cubs.  After the pick was in mom, she developed a serious infection they could not control.  After a week, mom was moved to a nursing home in Paramus New Jersey for 90 days.  I couldn’t drive so Pat would come and sit on my bed holding the phone while we talked to mom and talked until the nurse came in and told us she would have the phone removed. Mom had two daughters now.  That spring all we did was laugh and act silly….More to come… See you between the words…, Peace and Love Out! JBC -8) & <3.

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Jazzin’ thru Thursdays ~ Jazz Is My Religion by Ted Joans featuring Vitamin Jazz – If I Ever Lose My Faith In You

 

Jazzin' thru Thursday

Jazzin’ thru Thursday

 

Jazz has weathered the storms of racism and chauvinism for over a quarter of a century.  Religion and faith is what help one to survive through the roughest times.  I started reading “Siddhartha” by Hermann Hesse when I as 10 years old, it awakened something in me that showed me that Words, spoken, sung or written and jazz are the loves of my life.  Peace Out!  JBC 8-)!

 

 

Ted Joans (1928-2003), a poet and artist dropped into the scene achieving notoriety as a graffiti artist spray-painting “Bird Lives” on city walls immediately after the death of Charlie Parker in 1955, he spent his entire career writing poems about jazz or that imitated jazz playing. The most popular and well read jazz poem of his is “Jazz is My Religion.” In this brief excerpt, devotion to a pure, non-commercial jazz is seen as a form of piety, the purity of the commitment matching the purity of the art, a common feeling among many jazz fans and musicians of the post-World War II era.

Ted Joans The Word & Jazz Courtesy of weegeeweegeeweegeedotnet

Ted Joans The Word & Jazz Courtesy of weegeeweegeeweegeedotnet

Also emerging at the same time as Joans was Beat poet Bob Kaufman (1925-1986), whose poetry was often improvised on the spot, frequently not written, in much the spirit of the jazz musician.  Free Jazz was emerging and Jazz lead the way in terms the phenomenal women, the Harlem Renaissance and Free Jazz.  Religion and Spirituality has always been at the heart of all Jazz.

Jazz Is My Religion

by Ted Joans

JAZZ is my religion and it alone do I dig the jazz

clubs are my houses of worship and sometimes the concert halls

but some
holy places are too commercial (like churches) so I
don’t dig the
sermons there I buy jazz sides to dig in solitude Like
man/Harlem,
Harlem U.S.A. used used to be a jazz heaven where most of
the jazz
sermons were preached but now-a-days due to chacha
cha and
rotten rock ‘n’roll alotta good jazzmen have sold their
souls but jazz
is still my religion because I know and feel the message
it brings
like reverend Dizzy Gillespie/Brother Bird and
Basie/Uncle
Armstrong/Minister Monk/ Deacon Miles Davis/ Rector
Rollins/
Priest Ellington/ His funkness Horace Silver/ and the great
Pope
John, John COLTRANE and Cecil Taylor They
Preach A Sermon
That Always Swings!!

Yeah jazz is MY religion Jazz
is my story
it was my mom’s and pop’s and their moms and pops
from the days of Buddy Bolton who swung them blues to Charlie
Parker and
Ornette Coleman‘s extension of Bebop Yeah jazz is my
religion
Jazz is unique musical religion the sermons spread
happiness and
joy to be able to dig and swing inside what a
wonderful feeling

jazz is/YEAH BOY!! JAZZ is my religion and dig this:
it wasn’t for
us to choose because they created it for a damn good
reason as a
weapon to battle our blues!JAZZ is my religion and its
international all the way JAZZ is just an Afro-American
music
and like us its here to stay So remember that JAZZ is
my religion
but it can be your religion too but JAZZ is a truth that is
always
black and blue Hallelujah I love JAZZ so Hallelujah I
dig JAZZ so
Yeah JAZZ IS MY RELIGION…….

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WordPlay Wednesday ~It’s Time to Renew & Recharge Your Batteries: Awakening Your Creativity featuring DJ Ezasscul – Looking forward jazzy soul sessions edit

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Life is amazing.  It is even more amazing when our Intention is a mindfulness improvisation,~ not having to think about it, to pick it apart, or even to search for meaning.  Just open your heart and mind ~ be present in every moment.  The beauty of improvisation is constant flux and conversations that are also dynamic in its nature.  Creativity is always evolving and reveals the mysteries of life.  We are constantly renewing and recharging our energy when we get stuck or one particular moment, we lose rhythm, energy and awareness.  Focussing on our breath when things seem to throw us out of balance and rhythm you can quickly regain and recharge your energy by counting ten inhales and exhales.  There are millions of calls coming into our consciousness, we have the ability to choose what our response.  This is a very interesting and enlightening video.  So lay back and let the creativity flow…Peace  & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3.

I have read and practice everything I could get my hands on by Julia Cameron.  She is truly an innovator that opened a portal to my creativity.   Check it out, Lilou Mace Interview with Julia Cameron shares her tools to develop Spirituality & Creativity

Julia Cameron has had a remarkable career, which in turn has given remarkable help to others. Julia Cameron is an award-winning poet, playwright, and filmmaker. Julia has written thirty books, ranging from her widely-praised, hard-hitting crime novel The Dark Room to her volumes of children’s poems and prayers.

It is a wonderful idea to occasionally treat yourself to a photo or art walk.  It just might open you up to an entire new way of viewing the world.  They are magnificent here in Seattle on the 1st Thursday of every month.

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Tell It Slant Tuesday~Changing the Jazz Cultural Climate circa 1960’s featuring David Sanborn’s “Rikke”

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I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”  Maya Angelou

 

 

NYC Circa 1960

NYC Circa 1960

This is an excerpt from  “Improvising Positions” Chapter in Listening for the Cultural Climate to Change by Jannat Marie…

Since its inception, jazz has suffered a litany of cultural atrocities and was considered lacking in refinement by the upper crust of society in the early 1900’s.  Even when the Jazz Age hit the scene with the Roaring 20’s the Flappers the Establishment or the “Man” felt that women were abandoning their “anointed” role of barefoot and pregnant and in the kitchen.  Then the climate changed again during the Civil Rights Movement.  You could cut the culture rage with a butter knife.  In 1965 I learned from Dad and from the rehearsals in the studio that jazz musicians have a way of dealing with adversity or cultural rage with respect and to listen carefully and pay attention to what is going in and around you for me it was “mindfulness”.  They regarded adversity, i.e. racism, discrimination and even painful feelings with the heart of compassion that …something new will always come out of this experience.  It has a lot to do with Faith.  Culturally speaking, jazz is deeply rooted in spiritually grounded beliefs that resonate in Christianity and Buddhism practices.  It is the belief that we will only grow if we allow ourselves to be vulnerably “raw”.  It relates to just taking whatever is causing us pain in that very moment knowing that it will pass and to hold onto a faith – it will become something new.  It is up to us whether we are going to dwell on it critically or as just an occurring non-judgmental phenomenon that has come into our consciousness.  There is a certain power that jazz musicians have and express when they are playing their instruments. They can hold an audience enraptured by the sound and passion of their performance. Those who study music and devote their lives to its pursuit are all too familiar with this phenomenon.

Blues in Black and White

Blues in Black and White

Perhaps an even greater gift that music gives those who play it is a sense of catharsis and release. Jazz anthropology demonstrates that perspective was how improvisation became a constructive way of coping with difficult times.  It is life steeped in conflicts and has weathered each one in turn, evolving in style as a living, breathing acoustic for of change. The art of jazz improvisational style has progressively helped people stand up and face economic, social, or political issues.  Jazz is freedom! The only limitation that Jazz has is the one that you put upon yourself and the situation.

Black and White Photos of Daily Life In NYC

Black and White Photos of Daily Life In NYC

Jazz made me listen more attentively.  It is the same as developing your sensibilities and heart to listen to the silence between the notes.  Jazz is really a conversation that you would carry on between you and a loved one.  It is that special bond you have with a child.  To a painter it is a blank canvas, a writer a blank page that you create the sound the tempo, the staccato of feelings that brings the page alive with imagination, foresight and love but most of all grace.  It is having faith that no matter what life wants to hurl at us, we meet it with everything we got, the game is on and through our experience and sophistication our response to the call is to lean in to get a closer view as we chant…thank you for the hostility, it has been a real pressure.  But, you can’t stop, steal or hurt me because life has taught me that something new is gonna come outta this experience.  And if you think you are gonna reiterate what you just said, than I am gonna wait till the sun goes down because faith has taught well and I am gonna play my heart out until the sound comes true.  In a flash it is over, gone it the brick and making its way down the highway leaving a trail of scented notes. Some people who have not developed a palate or a repertoire of listening library.  On the surface jazz  sounds foreign and a language that we cannot understand, but as with any art, you have to listen and feel what the artist is trying to say.  It is personal, but in a very good way.  That is why when Maya Angelou so eloquently said, coming from that place where she has lived a rich and meaningful life “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”  That is what is happening to me.  Leaning in and listening to the world around me and hearing music that only makes sense to me and sharing my thoughts and feelings and conversing with the world at large…Peace and Love Out!  JBC -8) & <3

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Moveable Feast Monday ~ JazzFoodieBytes ~ Macadamia Nut Cheese Raw Vegan Eggplant Lasagna ~Accompanied by Eric Dolphy’s “Something Sweet ~ Something Tender” 1999 Remaster

Movable Feast Monday

I love Moveable Feast Monday mornings because it is my day to kick my week into gear listening to jazz and conjuring up recipes that comfort the soul.   So get your groove on with…M. Dolphy

 

 

Now for the Pièce de résistance!  Bon Appétit! Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

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FreeWrite Friday ~ “Makeup on Empty Space” by Anne Waldman accompanied by Ray Charles & Diana Krall ~ performing “You Don’t Know Me”

Today marks my 1000th post on Tumblr a very close relative of WordPress.  I am so blessed to have the WP family in my life.   So I am in a celebrating this joyous mood and we are going to flash back to my favorite decade…the 60’s.  I remember sitting and watching my mom getting all gussied up for the Grammy Awards in 1966.  This poem captured how mom really felt about wearing make-up.  It began when she was a teenager.  She hated freckles.  Pancake make-up was what all the glamorous actresses and models were wearing.  Her skin was clear, except for the dag gone bloomin’ freckles, yet her skin was so soft to the touch.  Her hazel eyes sparkled as she was putting on her red lipstick.  Red lipstick back in the 60’s was hot and hip.  When I used to get into her make up and costume jewelry I always admired mom of course, but I loved Audrey HepburnFunny Face always comes to mind because it symbolized in its theme and dialogue with Cary Grant and Audrey was the epitome of what mindfulness Improvisation is all about in every shade you can imagine.

I selected Ray Charles and Diana Krall singing a duet as a sort of call and response and play on makeup where the face becomes a blank canvas that is the idea of creating persona’s.  In mom’s case it was completely different from who she really was to me.  Going up we had a public life and a private life.  Being a racially mixed girl it was confusing and difficult to find a place to fit outside of our home on Wilton Place especially my bedroom.  There I was free to create any persona as well as deal with the truth that was happening just outside our front door.  So, how about doing the chores to this tempo and have fun with it.  Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

Makeup on Empty Space

BY ANNE WALDMAN

I am putting makeup on empty space

all patinas convening on empty space

rouge blushing on empty space

I am putting makeup on empty space

pasting eyelashes on empty space

painting the eyebrows of empty space

piling creams on empty space

painting the phenomenal world

I am hanging ornaments on empty space

gold clips, lacquer combs, plastic hairpins on empty space

I am sticking wire pins into empty space

I pour words over empty space, enthrall the empty space

packing, stuffing jamming empty space

spinning necklaces around empty space

Fancy this, imagine this: painting the phenomenal world

bangles on wrists

pendants hung on empty space

I am putting my memory into empty space

undressing you

hanging the wrinkled clothes on a nail

hanging the green coat on a nail

dancing in the evening it ended with dancing in the evening

I am still thinking about putting makeup on empty space

I want to scare you: the hanging night, the drifting night,

the moaning night, daughter of troubled sleep I want to scare you

you

I bind as far as cold day goes

I bind the power of 20 husky men

I bind the seductive colorful women, all of them

I bind the massive rock

I bind the hanging night, the drifting night, the

moaning night, daughter of troubled sleep

I am binding my debts, I magnetize the phone bill

bind the root of my pointed tongue

I cup my hands in water, splash water on empty space

water drunk by empty space

Look what thoughts will do   Look what words will do

from nothing to the face

from nothing to the root of the tongue

from nothing to speaking of empty space

I bind the ash tree

I bind the yew

I bind the willow

I bind uranium

I bind the uneconomical unrenewable energy of uranium

dash uranium to empty space

I bind the color red I seduce the color red to empty space

I put the sunset in empty space

I take the blue of his eyes and make an offering to empty space

renewable blue

I take the green of everything coming to life, it grows &

climbs into empty space

I put the white of the snow at the foot of empty space

I clasp the yellow of the cat’s eyes sitting in the

black space I clasp them to my heart, empty space

I want the brown of this floor to rise up into empty space

Take the floor apart to find the brown,

bind it up again under spell of empty space

I want to take this old wall apart I am rich in my mind thinking

of this, I am thinking of putting makeup on empty space

Everything crumbles around empty space

the thin dry weed crumbles, the milkweed is blown into empty space

I bind the stars reflected in your eye

from nothing to these typing fingers

from nothing to the legs of the elk

from nothing to the neck of the deer

from nothing to porcelain teeth

from nothing to the fine stand of pine in the forest

I kept it going when I put the water on

when I let the water run

sweeping together in empty space

There is a better way to say empty space

Turn yourself inside out and you might disappear

you have a new definition in empty space

What I like about impermanence is the clash

of my big body with empty space

I am putting the floor back together again

I am rebuilding the wall

I am slapping mortar on bricks

I am fastening the machine together with delicate wire

There is no eternal thread, maybe there is thread of pure gold

I am starting to sing inside about the empty space

there is some new detail every time

I am taping the picture I love so well on the wall:

moonless black night beyond country-plaid curtains

everything illuminated out of empty space

I hang the black linen dress on my body

the hanging night, the drifting night, the moaning night

daughter of troubled sleep

This occurs to me

I hang up a mirror to catch stars, everything occurs to me out in the

night in my skull of empty space

I go outside in starry ice

I build up the house again in memory of empty space

This occurs to me about empty space

that it is nevered to be mentioned again

Fancy this

imagine this

painting the phenomenal world

there’s talk of dressing the body with strange adornments

to remind you of a vow to empty space

there’s talk of the discourse in your mind like a silkworm

I wish to venture into a not-chiseled place

I pour sand on the ground

Objects and vehicles emerge from the fog

the canyon is dangerous tonight

suddenly there are warning lights

The patrol is helpful in the manner of guiding

there is talk of slowing down

there is talk of a feminine deity

I bind her with a briar

I bind with the tooth of a tiger

I bind with my quartz crystal

I magnetize the worlds

I cover myself with jewels

I drink amrita

there is some new detail

there is a spangle on her shoe

there is a stud on her boot

the tires are studded for the difficult climb

I put my hands to my face

I am putting makeup on empty space

I wanted to scare you with the night that scared me

the drifting night, the moaning night

Someone was always intruding to make you forget empty space

you put it all on

you paint your nails

you put on scarves

all the time adorning empty space

Whatever-your-name-is I tell you “empty space”

with your fictions with dancing come around to it

with your funny way of singing come around to it

with your smiling come to it

with your enormous retinue & accumulation come around to it

with your extras come round to it

with your good fortune, with your lazy fortune come round to it

when you look most like a bird, that is the time to come around to it

when you are cheating, come to it

when you are in your anguished head

when you are not sensible

when you are insisting on the

praise from many tongues

It begins with the root of the tongue

it begins with the root of the heart

there is a spinal cord of wind

singing & moaning in empty space

Anne Waldman, “Makeup on Empty Space” from Helping the Dreamer: Selected Poems, 1966-1988. Copyright © 1989 by Anne Waldman. Reprinted with the permission of Coffee House Press, Minneapolis, www.coffeehousepress.com.

Source: Helping the Dreamer: Selected Poems 1966-1988 (Coffee House Press, 1989)

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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Jazzin’ Thru Thursday ~Mindfulness, Improv and Jazz: The Wow Factor ~ Oh My! Featuring Ballet Dance Jazz J. Company – Mindfulness Meditation Jazz

 

Jazzin' thru Thursday

Jazzin’ thru Thursday

 

I found out you have to study the culture of the music as well in order to learn jazz.” Regina Carter: Improvising A Life In Jazz

 

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You know you are immensely creative?  No seriously.  Don’t deny it.  Since you were born, you were given the gift to constantly create your reality.  Some of us engage in it more than others.  Sometimes folks tell you that you are not creative or even you don’t consider yourself a creative type well the truth is that you are constantly creating ideas with every breath that you take.  Jazz can teach us about mutual respect, to nurture our own creativity, spontaneity and how we interact with ourselves and one another and accentuates our innate ability to thrive and build our sustainability skills.

Mindfulness is an invitation to become aware of the constant flow of the universe both inner and exterior and gives us the choice to acknowledge it and either get into the rhythm or to choose to let it flow outside in harmony.   When we become aware of ideas from a sense of serenity at the shore of the ocean or stream you are more likely to develop a different perspective and with that insight will see things in the light of all the commotion that is swirling around us.

 

When mindfulness is combined with jazz’s art of improvisation you become engaged in the process of creating thru words, numbers, music, art, or movement you will never get lost in a concept you actually become a part of the process in its purest form of creativity and enlightenment.  Mindfulness allows us to awaken to the world with childlike wonder and amazement giving us the joy to play with new concepts and seeing and being things from a new perspective.  Judgment and critical thinking is set aside for analysis.  Mindfulness is the ability to let things evolve and not interfere.  It allows you to be patient and know that things are about to happen and not having any expectations of how things will turn out.

The Wow Factor according to Collins dictionary is an informal striking or impressive feature that stimulates us to become creative. Information, trends, media, iPod, iPads, Surface tablets, android or smart phones have invaded our space and taken over our ability to rely on our own devices.  I am so much more connected and happier when I turn those devices off.  Check into a good book, not an e-reader, and watch the television with a big ol’ bowl of my homemade Vegan Ice cream with mangos and pineapple and coconut cream and of course in my p.j.’s.

So let’s get into the Jazz – Just follow what Count Basie said to me at a rehearsal for the Newport Jazz Festival in 1967… “It’s the way you play that makes it . . . Play like you play. Play like you think, and then you got it, if you’re going to get it. And whatever you get, that’s you, so that’s your story.”  We are all story’s waiting to be told.  Mindfulness just gets your head back into the process.   There is fullness in every moment filled with possibilities and is unburdened by our expectations.

It’s easy to make mindfulness improve a part of your life. You already have it!  Just close your eyes and remember those moments when you played until your mom or dad had to pry you away.  Losing all sense of time, space, and everything that was outside of the moment you were fully engaged in.  Just go back.  Don’t think it is silly, maybe it is.  So what!  I know when I got the horrible news that I had breast cancer my mind froze.  Then I felt I was thrown into some vortex of fear, denial, loss, anger, betrayal and the fear surrounding death.  I knew in that precise moment that I had to go back to the times that mom and dad came to the tennis courts at my high school at nine o’clock at night to bring me home because it was dark and I was still hitting those iridescent yellow balls against a junior from Northwestern University who was an alumnus of my high school.  That is what being in the Jazz or in full WOW FACTOR MODE is all aboutAre you ready, then gear up, bring whatever suits your fancy ‘cause man this is gonna be out of sight!  See you there, keep looking for the space between the notes or words or artistic expression.  You will see that you are beyond WOW, You are Amazing!  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) and <3  It is like an Oreo, it’s Wonder- filled…

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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WordPlay Wednesday~ The Object of a Jazz Mind on Improv by Jannat Marie (a.k.a. JazZenista) feat. M. Dizzy Gillespie – “A Night in Tunisia”

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Jazz Improvisation means that practice is not as straightforward as it would be when you simply have a score to play.” ~ Ahmad Jamal

 

Jazz Trumpet ~Mixed Media collage by Mirel E. Ologeanu

Jazz Trumpet ~Mixed Media collage by Mirel E. Ologeanu

 

It’s over the hump day and it is time to play.  I believe that Jazz and poetry have the same sort of magic when it comes to reaching our emotions.  I wrote this pastiche of Jack Kerouac’s poem How to Meditate.  It struck me differently when I first read it, I would definitely consider it as a Call to my soul and my Response is a Mindfulness Improvisation.  I feel as though this is a way to face our truths without shutting down. Showing us how leaning into our experience, no matter what the consequence.  Not knowing where it will take us or even through it is a matter of time as well as timelessness. Turning away only buries the experience allowing our willingness to become vulnerable and frozen.  It is enabling us to experience both mystery and grace in the same moment!. When my skin begins to tingle, it is a must take that risk unabashedly — just to do it.  When my gut twists and churns it means – pause and marinate in the strife.  Improvisation like life is a moment to moment give it all you got, say it write it play it, live it like this is your only chance to freeze time into a memory.  So as we sit quietly reading the words open yourself to the life coming straight at you. Try to focus on ~Inhaling slowly and steadily counting and inviting the lessons of awakening,,, being changed, and landing into your heart. ~Exhaling slowly, and counting and releasing negative thoughts, emotions and feel yourself revealing the mystery now. ~ Relaxing  allowing and freeing your  heart to be in Your side of the moment.

The Object of a Jazz Mind on Improv

by

Jannat Marie (a.k.a. JazZenista)

I.

Your skin glows like passion fruit blossoms

unhearalded as the freesia in

the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your jazz

voice and leaps like a lion at the whisper of your hallowed name.
The evening ascends in on a great dove’s salacious wing.
I am soothed by your shawl that I carry

into the twilight of lifebeams and hold next to my heart.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of adversity.
As my brain falls from my beret,

it reminds me of your gift of improvisation.
In the hushed, I listen for the last soul of the spring.
I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret improvisation

so that we may imagine as one, body to soul, in search of the glorious sepia and spiritual mystery

of our side of the moment in love.

 

II.

Sunset ~

fly into the moment

nirvana blankets the pain that resides in the soul of the chorus.

Nerve inside my refrain releasing

the elixir of joy.

Stumbling into the space between the notes

upward progressions to a heavenly phrase.

Capturing serenity and timbre’s

cadence of restlessness dissolving every measure

of sorrowful and tragic riffs.

Gone except the memory of a beloved chorus

a hint of a quarter beat

a dream dances to wingless notes un-sounding

acoustically muted by the maestro upward swing

on down beat imitating a whole life note

cast into the shadows of time

the melody makes a last refrain…

Aha! Striking the chord of disharmony

strangled by another discordant tone ~it remains

released into my solo expressing,

filling a space I will

never hear our moment together ever

~again…

 

As a treat let’s have a look at Jazz Life to see inside an improv moment…Peace & Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

Uploaded on Dec 18, 2011

A musical tribute to jazz — its vibrancy, hybridity, open aesthetic, political progressiveness, and communal spirit. With photos and footage of some of the greats, spanning a century.

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Tell it Slant Tuesday ~A Vast Confusion by Lawrence Ferlinghetti featuring New Age Jazz – In The City

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Music gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination & charm & gaiety to life.”  ~ Plato

 

 

Mixed Media Fine Arts Gallery Jazz Saxophone Music

Mixed Media Fine Arts Gallery Jazz Saxophone Music

 The reason I love Tell it Slant Tuesdays is that the words present themselves piercing the veil of ignorance and indifference in all its regalia to say nothing else matters but the truth.  It is the day to wash away the dirt of life’s suffering like waves crashing upon our souls to rinse the confusion of our minds and rejuvenate the ocean of our existence bringing happiness to our hearts.  It means to Relax, Breathe and Awaken to what is happening now.  I like to consider it a Mindfulness Improv moment to reclaim the joy and beauty of life as it is.  Not over thinking to the point of being confused, lost and devoid of wisdom.  Give a listen to In the City and feel the words of Ferlinghetti albeit vast in its confusion yet somehow brings peace, clarity and contentment.  That is the secret to living life instead of surviving until the next life event.  What about you, what does Ferlinghetti say to your heart?  Just another Tuesday the day before Wednesday ?  Peace & Love out!  JBC 8-) & <3

A Vast Confusion

by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Long long I lay in the sands

Sounds of trains in the surf
in subways of the sea
And an even greater under sound
of a vast confusion in the universe
a rumbling and a roaring
as of some enormous creature turning
under sea and earth
a billion sotto voices murmuring
a vast muttering
a swelling stuttering
in ocean’s speakers
world’s voice-box heard with ear to sand
a shocked echoing
a shocking shouting
of all life’s voices lost in night
And the tape of it
some how running backwards now
through the Moog Synthesizer of time
Chaos unscrambled
back to the first
harmonies
And the first light

 

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“Moveable Feast Monday” ~ JazzFoodieByte ~Totally OMG Raw Carrot Cupcakes with Orange Vanilla Cream Frosting! Featuring Pivio De Scalzi – “Cook Tail”

Movable Feast Monday

 

“When I play I think of how the phrases move as a dance, or something in nature like a bird or a shooting star. …… “I find my inspiration in myself. ~ Count Basie

I hope you had an awesome week.  There was nothing like my mom’s pineapple upside cake.  I learned how to make carrot cake when I was I was in 7th grade but hands down it could not top mom’s Pineapple Upside Down Cake.  In 1989 I had a Vegetarian friend who lived on Central Park West in a penthouse apartment. in Manhattan who made this a carrot cake without any dairy.  As soon as you hit the hallway the smell made you feel as though you were  entering into Heaven’s bakery.  If the smell didn’t blow you away, the view from the picture window of Central Park sure did!  This is a twist on the Carrot Cake with Tofu Cream Frosting it is awesomely raw!  Peace Out & Love JBC 8-) & <3

Published on Mar 13, 2013

I’ve made FullyRaw Vegan Carrot Cupcakes with Orange Vanilla Cream Frosting just for YOU! Just WAIT until you try these bite size party favors that are absolute PERFECTION!

These desserts are PERFECT to make for any occasion and perfect to share with family, friends, kids, and more! The cupcakes are also perfectly portioned for those who want to keep true to a low-fat raw vegan lifestyle; a few cupcakes meet your requirements for a low-fat day so that you can have your cupcakes and eat them too!

Ingredients for the Carrot Base:
Food Processor
Cupcake Holders/Fillers
Approximately 2-3 Cups of Shredded Carrots (Food Processed)
1.5 Cups (According to You) of Fresh Dates
Half Cup of Walnuts (Less if You Want Lower Fat)
Cinnamon
Fresh Slice of Ginger
Dash of Turmeric

Combine all ingredients in a food processor until the mixture reaches the consistency that you want. I like mine gooey, so I let the machine run for longer. Most will want more of a “bread” type consistency, so don’t let it go for too long as to get the proper texture.

Press this mixture into the cupcake liners and refrigerate. Get ready to make your frosting!

For the Orange Vanilla Créme Frosting:
Approximately 2 Cups Soaked Cashews
1 Cups Pitted Dates
Small Stem or Scrape of Fresh Vanilla
Fresh Squeezed Orange Juice from 2-4 Oranges

Blend in a Vitamix or Ninja Ultimate powerful blender like me!).

This is VERY thick and creamy and may take a while to get perfect!

Spread this frosting onto your cupcakes with a spatula. You can also use a piping bag as shown in the video to apply the frosting on top. If you don’t have a piping bag, you can always cut off the tip of a ziplock bag and apply your beautiful design from there!

Enjoy immensely! Thank you for sharing in my birthday celebration with me! I am so blessed to have you in my life! HUGS!!!

 

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Free Write Fridays ~ Walking Parker Home by Bob Kaufman featuring Charlie Parker – “Everything Happens To Me”

FreeWrite Friday

 

Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom. If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn. They teach you there’s a boundary line to music. But, man, there’s no boundary line to art. ∞ Charlie Parker

 

 

It Is Amazing how the secret habit of jazz living ~“mindfulness improv” is the best way to help you become more successful, calmer, happier, more focused and more connected to others—especially to yourself.  Join the IMAnultimatestudent vibe… Let’s kick this weekend off with Charlie “Bird” Parker sounds and Bob Kaufman’s words…  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 8-) & <3

Walking Parker Home

by Bob Kaufman

Charlie Parker Courtesy of Pintrest

Charlie Parker Courtesy of Pintrest

Sweet beats of jazz impaled on slivers of wind

Kansas Black Morning/ First Horn Eyes/

Historical sound pictures on New Bird wings

People shouts/ boy alto dreams/ Tomorrow’s

Gold belled pipe of stops and future Blues Times

Lurking Hawkins/ shadows of Lester/ realization

Bronze fingers—brain extensions seeking trapped sounds

Ghetto thoughts/ bandstand courage/ solo flight

Nerve-wracked suspicions of newer songs and doubts

New York alter city/ black tears/ secret disciples

Hammer horn pounding soul marks on unswinging gates

Culture gods/ mob sounds/ visions of spikes

Panic excursions to tribal Jazz wombs and transfusions

Heroin nights of birth/ and soaring/ over boppy new ground.

Smothered rage covering pyramids of notes spontaneously exploding

Cool revelations/ shrill hopes/ beauty speared into greedy ears

Birdland nights on bop mountains, windy saxophone revolutions.

Dayrooms of junk/ and melting walls and circling vultures/

Money cancer/ remembered pain/ terror flights/

Death and indestructible existence

 

In that Jazz corner of life

Wrapped in a mist of sound

His legacy, our Jazz-tinted dawn

Wailing his triumphs of oddly begotten dreams

Inviting the nerveless to feel once more

That fierce dying of humans consumed

In raging fires of Love.

Bob Kaufman, “Walking Parker Home” from Solitudes Crowded with Loneliness. Copyright © 1965 by Bob Kaufman. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation.

 

Japanese translation for meaning

Japanese translation for meaning

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