“No party she’d not attend
No invitation she wouldn’t send
Transfixed by the inner sound
Of your promise to be found…”
- Siouxsie & The Banshees, Kiss Them For Me
Messy hair and glasses. Either a late night, or a busy morning. Who knows…who cares ;) If you wanted to know what I look like when I’m not making faces in the pics, there ya go. (I don’t usually wear the glasses)
I am sooooooo ready to rock out with my cock out at a @30SECONDSTOMARS show!!! Can you tell? *lol*
I swear I’ll actually fix my hair, too…
I wear these every day because they remind me of my inner strength. And Jared, Shannon, and Tomo were a big part in helping me rediscover that part of myself. Sometimes we are not so much “lost” as we just need a light to guide us back to ourselves…
I am incredibly fortunate that 30STM and the Echelon became a part of that for me.
A year ago, I was stuck in an airport in Baltimore and missed 30 Seconds to Mars on December 6th. But I did managed to make it to NYC and witness MARS300 in person on December 7, 2011.
What an amazing night.
Thank you, 30 Seconds to Mars. I needed that…
I had another bit of a golden moment last night. We all have these moments. Some are small, so fleeting we don’t notice them except in hindsight. Some knock you on your ass and make you feel like a lightning seed just exploded in your mind. Then there are those moments…when it seems like the answers you were looking so hard for just suddenly made themselves known. Not in a brilliant flash…but more like a cosmic hug. That moment where your inner light shines and warms you. And you literally smile and go “Oh, I get it now. Thank you…” and suddenly everything seems right for a change. A sense of gratitude and relief. Like instead of seeing all these scattered puzzle pieces, you finally can see the big picture it’s all meant to create and it’s much more beautiful than the picture on the box. More beautiful than what you thought it was supposed to be.
We’re always told that the answers are right in front of us and will reveal themselves to us when we quit looking so hard for them. And that’s true. Sometimes we’re looking so hard for one specific answer, we fail to see all the other possibilities around us. We just need to let go, and let it come to us. But that’s easier said than done sometimes.
I’m not saying I suddenly have all the answers and figured it all out. But scene by scene, moment by moment, the picture is being created and molded and forever expanding. And sometimes, you forget that each “bigger picture” is made up of little details…and sometimes we get so caught up in these little things, we get bogged down and lose sight. So we need moments like these to really bring things back into focus, I suppose.
This originally appeared as a reply to a post made by my friend Eva back in January 2012.
Today, I was having a lengthy discussion about music and such matters, and so I decided to repost this. Figured it can’t hurt since I still hold to most of it.
I need some new 30 Seconds to Mars music. Or a show. Or a live DVD. Or something to tide me over. I’m feeling seriously needy here since I can’t make it to the Artifact premiere. I’m just going to go stand outside The Lab…waiting. No pressure, guys.
“Grrl” Seven & 30 Seconds to Mars - September 4, 2011 - S. Lake Tahoe, CA
I’d spent 8 days in Tahoe, but naturally this was the best day ;) M&G was pre-show, so that was a bit weird but otherwise it was awesome. I’d missed Highlands, but Monte Bleu was…interesting. Great show, but small…only like 1500 capacity vs their usual bigger shows. It was kind of full circle for me, since I hadn’t seen them since October 2005…in a venue with about 600 (or less) people. I sort of talk about that here, but needless to say I had a great time. I have no idea why I look like I’m trying to put my head on Jared’s shoulder…but Shannon was tickling me, so that probably had something to do with it. I squeeked like a freaking mouse and ran off about two seconds after this picture was taken. I’m such a numpty…
Anyway…I was too busy rocking the barrier and didn’t take any pictures because my phone died. And my goodie bag got swiped, but I managed to find the little flyer I had with me. Which I thought the TSA agent had tossed, but I found it last month in my suitcase pocket.
I remember accidentally throwing it on the floor when I went to hand it to Tomo and I was all “Oh shit, sorry dude”. And first words out of my mouth to Jared “Sorry hun, but you can’t sign my boobs.” (long story) Luckily, he understood my stupid joke and laughed. And Shannon…well…that’s another inside joke ;) But it was an awesome night. Got to meet some great folks. But it’s still weird to think I saw a bunch of Echies I came to know later on, but didn’t meet face to face until MARS300 in December.
Ahhh…memory lane. Ok, enough of that for now =)
