Aha! Moments Spotlight

The Malady of “Otherness”

“It’s impossible not to love someone whose story you have heard.” The beloved children’s TV host Mister Rogers carried that quote in his wallet, to remind him of the importance of listening.

“Storytelling + listening can connect residents of a divided city.”

I love the spirit of this! I’d love to cultivate something similar here in Windsor. The very first thing that came to mind is a homeless friend who has been working to organize his colleagues to keep them safer, and to create more respectful bonds and discourse with the businesses downtown who are affected by their presence. “Gramps” and I have coffee when I’m downtown. He’s shared many stories of not only his own experiences (some of them truly devastating), but those of the others on the street. The one that absolutely broke my heart was of a city Councillor who treated a very young panhandler with horrific disdain. I won’t relate the story here, but it made my blood boil, and then got me thinking about how much of this rift continues to exist because of this sense of “otherness”. It’s so easy to look past someone who is different, particularly when their circumstances make you uncomfortable. Poverty isn’t “their” problem; it’s OUR problem. Suffering flourishes when communication fails. This group in Chicago has such an interesting perspective on how to dismantle the malady of “otherness”.

Have a peek at this bit from their project, and then please tap me on the shoulder if you are someone who is interested in finding a way to cultivate something like this in the Windsor area?

Music Spotlight

So here’s the thing: music matters.

It heals, it propels us, and it connects us. If you were lucky enough to have a music teacher, get off your backside and thank them. Track them down. Call them. Text them. Send a good old fashioned letter or Christmas card. Doesn’t matter how you do it. Just find them and say thanks. Seriously.Continue Reading “So here’s the thing: music matters.”

Adventures Music Spotlight

What have YOU given up that you would love to reclaim?

How the heck do you simply forget about years of your life and the passion that once defined them? I just stumbled across a box containing hundreds of musical scores that I had composed when I was 15, 16, 17 years old. I was prolific. Then life happened and I put it all away. IContinue Reading “What have YOU given up that you would love to reclaim?”