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Snow begins to settle into our minds as the first white, wispy, wonders fall through the sky and collect on my door step. The clear, crispy, cadence, a “pit a pat” on the street gently reminds me to pull up my collar and to push my mittens on.

I recently took some time to reflect back on the past two years, and take my show bibles down from their dusty covered exile on the top shelf of the closet. With the rustling of ansi-e sized paper I look back at my designs, plots, and drafting’s. I am looking at my thought process, and hoping for inspiration to spark me into my next throws of creative passion.

I will be lighting my second band in the upcoming weeks, details to follow…

I am really excited to listen to this bands material, and seeing where we might be able to go together. I think I might pass the scenic charge onto a friend and see what his mind is able to come up with.

Things have begun to firm up with the cohabit-tator. Perhaps the seeds of a something are now rooting in the soil of cut up cardboard, rusty exacto blades, and carpet scraps. I have a hopeful body and mind as I move forward into the darkening days to come.  Esp. because i know I will get my life back shortly.  Now that schools have disbursed their fundage’s the cohabit-tator will be able to freely move around and firm up his life.  The experiment in generosity and kindness has not only been humbling and educational, but also enjoyable..  He will be flying back to his home, finding his graduate experience to be too much to handle… I honestly can symphatize with him…

So judging by the costume material I pulled, I might be being some drag queen or madam… “or maybe army theme?”  or perhaps traditional sexy vampire!

More to come soon!

Light

M

First of all, happy national coming out day to all of my GLBTQ friends out in the inter-verse, I do truly believe equality will find itself to America, and a day is dawning where we all can be free to have the same protections and allocations under the law. As a resident of the fine state of Massachusetts I already have seen this change happen. Every day we blaze a trail weather how we interact with a neighbor or a person on a bus, too taking cases of discrimination to the Supreme Court. Our actions are felt around the country. I have always been active in the GLBTQ community and I find its innovation, grace, and stamina to be un-daunting and inspiring. So I wanted to take this moment to not only recommit myself to all of my friends, and those whom I have yet to meet, but also to myself. I commit to seeing a world where hate has no place, and where segregation even from aspects of the law is abolished.

So tonight the frigid fingers of winter will drop a pristine white fluffy blanket of snow on top of Mt Washington in New Hampshire, and in Massachusetts the thermometer will dip down to a balmy 36 degrees, and I will pull my comforter up and over my head in order to soldier on. All the trees have begun to join the earlier prom goers of a few weeks ago, when I open my back door I am inundated with orange’s and yellow’s and green’s and red’s.

I have opened arsenic and old lace at the company, and I am feeling more accomplished than my last update left you hanging. I am evaluating and beginning to formulate a plan to stay residential in the Boston area for the next three to five years. Seeing where my connections and life can take me within this great city, as I have always known I am within stabbing distance of Chicago and NYC so really I have nothing to complain about. While working at the Company I ran into an actor who is going to try to help me out with taking a swing at the next level of my global plans. So in all honesty I need to remind myself that life is fluid, and things which are great can obviously turn bad, and things that seam hopeless can resurrect into the light.

Also cohabitation is still going well for those of you whom are interested. I have no complaints as a hybrid state of styles and concepts are beginning to manifest and swirl themselves around in the room. I feel that I am really able to sit in my stillness now and appreciate it which is a new found comfort. I have Halloween to look forward to. It will mark the date of my two best friends union. Honestly I have to say, how freaking fun is this going to be!!! I will be traversing 93, and route 3, with the cohabiter to pick up some costumes from a graciously giving costume house.

In true theatrical style, almost like miss Lady Gaga, we will be going in formal attire, with garment bags in the back seat, and then costume changing into the festivities outfits. Allowing the final moment to be quite surprising… I am yet to know the final theme but once I do be sure I will inform you all….

In closing I noticed in the past couple of days bee’s hovering around the fall flowers, and I thought to myself whilst I was feeling down. If these bee’s can comeback from the massive hive decolonization that plagued us last year, perhaps my life is not really in that bad of shape. So as I watched the little worker hover around I smiled and realized that I am going to be ok.

Well fall has gripped me, with a chill that is unmistakable. Smoking a clove lying out on my back porch looking at the veiled moonlight I feel more and more like Emily Dickenson, save I am not a shut in, and my lap top is my pen and papers. Still I feel somewhat as if I am locked away in a far off attic watching life move around me. The delicious darkness that is winter spreads its Eire blanket over me, and I am ready to open Arsenic and Old lace.

I am having I suppose a moment of weakness. I am very comfortable right now, but I wonder what is ahead of me. Where is my career going? I am thankful for the business I have, and yet, a voice inside me says, Michael what will you be doing in two years. Should I be moving, should I be looking harder, should I relax and travel with what I have?

Also I am pining, I suppose that is all I will say on that matter, but the waters of my life although from the outside appear peaceful and glass like are filled with rouge waves, and uncharted expanses.  I suppose tho, that this is the fun in life’s journey.  The unknowing, the uncertainties, the surprises, and the bouts of survey.

Truly in the end or in a week, I will be peaceful again, happy with the blessings with which I have.

Perhaps I need a week away from New England.