I do it in the shower, and so should you.

I'm going to ramble again.
Washington is so beautiful.
Tacoma is beautiful.

I remember the trees are what I was attracted to as a child.  The evergreen. The beauty that stays with the season. Covered in snow as a dangerous killing machine or silhouetted in the noon sun, in my eyes it was my oasis in the desert; that spot you go to in your mind when that one negative invading force tries to... well, invade your life with the negative. That place you go to center yourself, to free your mind.

I do it in the shower.
The water as hot as i can stand it.
I meditate.

I know I can't be the only person who does this, and for those who say they don't, you're lying.
That time is sacred to me nowadays, those ten-fifteen minutes in the mornings.
Getting centered is now a major part of my day, so as to be prepared to accept the things that will come to me that day. Being more aware of not just receiving positive vibrations from the world, but extending positive vibrations outward. Karma has a huge influence in that. Think what you may, but I cannot sit here and write that I have not witnessed first hand the awesome power that is true spiritual entanglement.
It's all too confusing really, I have just become more aware of the things I do, I guess. Well, some of them anyway.

It is one reason that I have just recently begun playing the guitar again.
Before I get ahead of myself, yes, there will be videos. I want to show my progression, so I did record my first few practice sessions in my living room.

I think it is going to be pretty cool to utilize youtube in my endeavor. If I post my videos, other guitar players can post video responses if they want to help me, if they see any talent and notice that I'm doing things wrong. I don't know, it's a stretch, I know, to think people on youtube are going to post response videos about the guitar at all. Prob just their own video to get more traffic to their page. I'm doing it anyway.
I'm starting kinda weird, I am sort of teaching myself with the internet and my own musical ability.
The story starts with a dream. A few clicks on the Samsung Galaxy s II, Rachel and $88,
a pawn shop, and a car. We had to get some gas, so a gas station, too. Oh and Shelby was there...

Wow.

Had a feeling and it just said go to a few *porn shops* and look at some acoustic guitars, so I talked Rachel into driving the baby and I around town to add some more footage to my Tacoma video log and buy an axe.  She wouldn't agree to the porn shop, however. (*funny misspelling when I wrote the post that I wanted to keep for you all reading*)

I had the figure $70 in mind.
We stopped at a total of three places, and I found her at the last Pawn Xchange.

I scored a Fender for $88, and the guy threw in a hard case.
The guy hooked me up. I came to find that out later at a local music store when I was buying other needed equipment.

I practiced for two days on that guitar before one of the strings broke.
It was kinda funny because the thought of the strings breaking hadn't really occurred to me when I was playing a guitar built 15 years ago, with strings and dust to match the era.

Great customer service at the Plaza II Music Center btw. When I brought in a guitar and asked the guy to show me how to string the thing, it took me a moment to feel at ease asking questions to someone who was clearly more knowledgeable in the subject of music than I, but only a moment. Before I knew it, I had a few essentials and I got out of there for less than $30; my guitar was tuned and restrung by a professional who teased me with the beautiful deep rich sound when wielded by a master. And he let me know that I got a "steal" on the whole setup; "the case was easily fifty bucks" and "the guitar sells for up to $450."

I don't care how much it's worth. It's nice to know I got a great deal, but the value is in being able to finally learn to play like I always have wanted to, and to be able to do it while Shelby is a child, to be able to have her grow up in a musical environment.
Shit, she's already such a happy child, and so freakin smart. I can only imagine where she will go if she takes an interest. All of that is why I believe it was smart to follow the world telling me to go look at some pawn shops.

My first song, or one of the first songs I am learning, is Blister in the Sun by the Violent Femmes.
My fingertips are numb from the practice but I'm sticking with it. Since I quit smoking, I need something for my hands to do anyway.

Keep your eyes peeled for the links to my practice videos and other videos on youtube.
I'm gettin crazy with it, I know, but it's fun.

I am going to go stare out the window now, strum my guitar and watch it snow.
I am going to visualize playing music and inspiring my children to follow their instincts.