Handsome man on stage with a deep and resonant voice,
Spoken softly or sung very loud,
Looking down at the small lit moons of faces
Looking at him with rapt attention.
He spoon feeds them verses
And they sing along.
He taps into their energy
And orchestrates the band,
Pacing the rhythms to swell and recede,
To follow the story line he shared
It is a night of glory
And he loves to perform
Because he feels he is in the right place,
At the right time,
And so many people are listening.
A Recovery Blog
This blog is about my continuing recovery from severe mental illness. I celebrate this recovery by continuing to write, by sharing my music and artwork and by exploring Buddhist ideas and concepts. I claim that the yin/yang symbol is representative of all of us because I have found that even in the midst of acute psychosis there is still sense, method and even a kind of balance. We are more resilient than we think. We can cross beyond the edge of the sane world and return to tell the tale. A deeper kind of balance takes hold when we get honest, when we reach out for help, when we tell our stories.