tickets for the last pre-Broadway performance of American Utopia,
a reasonable parking space in Boston,
sushi at our favorite sushi restaurant,
time at a Halloween pop-up store near the theater, and
the chance to witness and enjoy an incredible show with amazing musicians in a miraculous theater.
Every day that I took each of these previously unshared photos was a miracle.
Every one of those photos is a miracle.
Every moment of American Utopiawas a miracle, including “Every Day is a Miracle.” Here‘s a miraculously clear recording of a 2018 performance of that song in Houston.
Every comment you leave is a miracle, for me.
Thanks to all who make my every day a miracle, including YOU.
Yesterday, when I was helping people feel safer in a Coping and Healing group, I wrote and shared this:
I helped myself feel safer yesterday by changing how I visualize a judgmental and critical person. I used to call them my personal dragon. Which is scary! I imagined them as a little yappy dog. And that helped!
I helped myself feel safer, after the group, by walking around Boston during a beeoootiful day and then going to see a play with my friend and real estate agent, Jane (not pictured, because my phone was running out of juice and I wanted to conserve some power so I could feel safer when I walked back to my car). Do any of my photos from yesterday help you feel safer?
Knowing that this is “Thinking of You Week” helps me feel safer, as does Boston’s Christian Science Center, book stores, cakes, animals, friends, and people trying to solve world problems.
I helped myself feel safer yesterday while I was waiting for Jane at a restaurant by starting a new original song, called “Who Cares?”
… and so are all these other things I photographed recently, including Michael making a hot tub disappear.
Michael, who really doesn’t like tilapia, magically transformed that fish into something even he totally liked last night. The magic ingredients included coconut, ginger, cream, and mango.
I believe that magic is totally real because I’ll be doing a show at the Edinburgh Fringe on August 19. Here’s the totally real front and back of my flyer:
Here and here are what I magically find on YouTube when I totally search for “Magic is totally real”:
I’m really looking forward to the magic you totally create in the comments section, below.
My gratitude is totally real, so thanks to all who helped me magically create today’s daily blog post and — of course! — to YOU, for being totally here, before you disappear.
We have been looking at the database of shows who still want something, either runs or infills.
We would like to offer you the slot(s) below:
Show number 306 provisional title Group “Therapy” with Ann
Mo 19 13:00-14:00 Natural Food Kafe Basement Room
If you accept, please email this address immediately.
If these are extra performances, you will already have sent a picture and blurb. If you have not sent a picture and blurb, please immediately send one via the form. Full instructions are attached.
If you don’t want what’s offered but want something else, please email back saying what. Be as precise as you can.
If you don’t want this at all, please email back and say so. Make things as clear as possible. For example, if you’ve asked for extras but now don’t want extras, but want to keep your main run, say that. We don’t want any mistakes.
All offers are immediately void if you have breached the Ethos and Rules by applying to any other free-admission promoter, including pay-what-you-want and pay-for-priority-admission-otherwise-free. Or breached them in any other way.
Please reply as soon as you can so that we can fill the spaces as well as we can, and get your show in the Wee Blue Book.
Thank you
Free Fringe Team
I didn’t expect that! I expect that email means that I will have a show at the Free Fringe in Edinburgh on August 19 at 1 PM, unless my responding back six hours later wasn’t immediately enough. I expect it was, but I never seem to expect anything for sure.
With my life (see as many posts in this blog as possible), I’ve learned to expect the unexpected. I expect good things will come my way and they often do! I also expect I’ll have trouble sleeping trying to anticipate and plan for the unexpected.
I expect I’ll have to market the hell out of this Edinburgh Fringe Festival opportunity, especially because of the time and location of my show. Expect to read more about this, here, in the month ahead.
I just posted this unexpected news on my Facebook page:
I GOT A SHOW AT THE EDINBURGH FRINGE! August 19th, 1 PM, The Natural Food Kafe. Consider making this part of your vacation plans.
Unexpectedly, somebody already has replied that they’ll be going.
Expect the unexpected photos.
Expect an explanation of at least one unexpected photo. That little fishing dude, directly above, reminds me of the old saying “Give someone a fish and you feed them for a day. Teach someone to fish and you feed them for a lifetime.” I expect you’ve heard that one before.
To keep my readers fear free, I will share that both our cats are okay.
My fear free friend Deb (who gave me the art-from-the-heart cat pin) (which my fear free boyfriend thought looked exactly like our fear-filled cat Harley) and I saw “Echo in the Canyon” at the Coolidge Corner Cinema yesterday. Here’s a favorite song featured in that fear free film:
I look forward to your fear free comments, below.
Fear free thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.
Yesterday, as I was in the process of leaving my home town of Boston and traveling to the great town of Chicago, I took these photos:
Ah ha! There I am in Chicago.
Here and here are today’s songs about leaving town:
Last night, I was feeling kind of shy in Chi-town when I was having dinner with some people I didn’t know,, but when the group organizer asked me to sing, I stood up, found my voice, and sang my latest song — “Everybody’s Somebody’s Asshole.”
People seemed to like my new song but even if they didn’t, I’ll be leaving town tomorrow.
No matter what town I’m in, I see gratitude everywhere. Thanks to all who helped me create this out-of-town post and — of course! — to YOU.
I really love things, life, and people, and I don’t want people to die. I’m not afraid of death, but want to live.”
I also love that today’s blog post title allows me to easily include any things or people I choose from my life, including this list a person made three nights ago when she couldn’t sleep:
Messages from the Internal Critic
That’s boring.
You’re repeating yourself.
Nobody cares.
You’re being foolish.
That doesn’t make sense.
You’re making people uncomfortable.
If you bother people, they’ll go away.
You don’t know how to take care of yourself.
You don’t know how to take care of other people.
You’re too selfish.
You’re not thinking enough about other people’s feelings.
You’re stupid.
That’s a stupid thing to say.
That was a thoughtless thing to say.
You should have known better.
You’re confusing people.
You’re taking too long.
You’re rushing.
You’re making things worse.
You’re wasting money.
You’re being cheap.
You’re doing harm.
You’re attracting harm.
You’re showing off.
You’re bragging.
You’re not being careful enough.
You make bad decisions.
You choose the wrong people.
You’re a pushover.
You’re too aggressive.
You’re too trusting.
You’re too paranoid.
You’ll get into trouble.
You’ll get somebody else into trouble.
If you do that, you’ll make somebody mad.
You’re making too much noise.
You’re taking up too much space.
I think all the things internal critics say are taking up too much space in people’s life. What do you think, people?
Here are some recent photos of things, life, and people:
Here’s some thing I hope people know: you can click on any of those photos to enlarge the life in them.
Because I’m silencing my internal critic, I don’t mind repeating the photo of these people, whom I’ve been visiting at Boston’s Museum of Fine Arts for most of my life:
Here are things about the lives of those two people:
Here are two photos that my friend Deb took of things, life, and people:
