Sunday - A Flicker of Hope

It is Spring here, and as the Green increases, I find I am laying down the burden I've carried for so, so long. I feel lighter all the way through. Writing this journal-of-sorts, staying in touch with my Self, with all of you, has been a way of relieving the pain, unlocking chambered fear in my heart, chambers which, if not completely open, at least have the doorways cracked. I have emerged from the Cave, and I am standing upright, and moving forward.

I am trying to learn how to make a searching and fearless inventory of my feelings, my thinking, my actions. I have reached the border of Honesty and something new lies ahead...I pray for the courage to face it.

NEWS ABOUT THE CD: The basic tracks are all done now, vocals and piano and rhythm tracks. The musicians are mostly all old friends, people I've worked with over the years, gathering once again around these new songs... a kind of coming home for all. And Teresa Trull is at the helm...what a wild and fearless Captain she is!

Bonnie Raitt, ever so generous, came in one evening to sing on "Cry, Cry, Cry". Her vocal just slips next to mine like an arm around my sad shoulder. The texture she adds is fabulous and moving and deep as a river full of tears.

Everything is recorded as clean as a whistle and there is a ton of joy inside everything. My hunch is strong about these 12 songs... my guess is these spells for grief will do their work in the world, fostering healing, nourishing others. All of you have loaned me what I needed -- whether it was outright funding (thank you!!!) or beautifully supportive emails, cards and letters, and phone calls.

I apologize for not updating this journal more often, but I beg quarter here. Just know that Joy has returned to my heart through the love of an old friend, and I am working very hard on rising up from the Ashes. Stay with me, my friends...

Much love from here...Cris.