Going deep with Court

Years ago my older brother texted me some random texts and the last one referenced some drama. At the time I didn’t want to deal with it so I deleted it. A few months later I got the call he was sick and in the hospital, and when I got there I realized he was dying. I said my goodbyes. I frantically checked my phone, hoping the text message was still in the trash can, but no. It was not.  I have pictures of him still and while I am pretty much forgetting his voice by now over these last five years I have often thought about that text message and kicking myself for not saving it before deleting it.  Then. I was going through my email looking for an old piece of writing and I see the email header “Text from Jared.” Y’all. My heart was in my ears as I opened this thing. I would post it but the ‘drama’ is not all my business so you’ll just have to trust me that I found it, it was so meaningful, and I weeped as I read it again and again. Especially the beginning: “I love you, and m...

I can’t explain it. Why I obsess over certain things at certain times. Sometimes it’s a whole movie. Often it’s a song. Right now it’s Tusk by Fleetwood Mac. I think I’ve managed to watch every version from the original video to the 1997 concert with UMC marching band, to the UMC marching band’s version - ok the first version was focused on cheerleaders who looked like my daughter’s age dancing in ways that made me cringe so I just listened- anyway I love the whole blasted and wild thing. The drum beats at the beginning to the wild trumpets and entire freaking marching band. And all that raucous yelling. Depends on if my family is home if I join in. With the raucous yelling. Ok sometimes I make sounds with my mouth like I am a trumpet. Don’t judge. Don’t you just wanna live your best life and be a little trumpet sometimes? Mostly though, it is all the rhythmic pounding of the drums.  I have a friend who plays drums. Actually she plays everything, like she could probably record h...

Breathes are holy things. The ins and outs are deeper, you know. It’s a settling forward and deeper even A tunneling down into the   Marrow of things. Or the quieting of the soul Can accomplish the same thing. Settling into something greater Truer. More. You.   To where you will get your answers  My friend.