Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Poem: Oceans


Oceans

Between my heart and yours
Lie oceans wide and deep
We aren't brave enough to sail across the swell

Between my heart and yours
Lie soaring mountain peaks
We aren't brave enough to rise above them all

Even when I tried to help you see
You became mad enough to bring our hearts to heel
I sent a ship to ferry you
But you were too stuck in what you knew to believe it's true

Between my truth and yours
Lie frozen icy shores
We aren't brave enough to feel the space between

Between my truth and yours
Lies an angry ocean's roar
We aren't brave enough to speak above the din

Even when I tried to help you see
You became blind to the hand that reached out for you
And I sent a ship to ferry you
But you were too stuck in what you knew to believe it's true

I've given all I can
And you try hard not to understand
And I won't play a pawn in the game at hand

I can't place my trust in you
For you refuse to rewrite what you think is true
And I no longer fit into the world you drew

Because even when I tried to help you see
You became mad enough to bring our hearts to heel
And when I sent a ship for ferry you
You were too stuck in what you knew to believe...
to believe that it could be true for you too
---

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Arriving in California and New Poem: "Finish Line"...

So I arrived in Oakland, CA a couple nights ago and have begun the process of settling into my new life. It's great here, though at the moment a little overwhelming as I navigate literal and metaphorical new territory. This morning, after all my roommates left for work, I sat down with my tea and notebook and a new poem came to life, one which embodies how I'm feeling in my current exhausted, excited, and uncertain state. This poem outlines some my mental processes and attitudes as I've orchestrated this transition, and gives a feel of that moment after you've completed something (the "finish line") and right before you begin whatever comes next.

Finish Line

I've never been one to overstate
But I always own what I create
In the back of my mind I overrate
And in the front of my mind it's all a game

Sitting right here, just on the other side of the finish line
Rubbing my feet, thinking about my journey as I unwind
And it took me some time to get this far
I take a deep breath and I'm glad it's over

I try to think about where I'll go from here
Staring out the window, my mind's unclear
And I know that I ought not to fear
The second I let go of control, my future will appear

Sitting right here, just on the other side of the finish line
Rubbing my feet, thinking about my future as I unwind
And it took me some time to get this far
I take a deep breath and I'm glad it's over

I may have even taken the scenic backroad once or twice
I may have even broken down on the side of my life
But got back up, put myself together,
Got back on the road, and faced the weather

Sitting right here, just on the other side of the finish line
Rubbing my feet, thinking about life as I unwind
And it took me some time to get this far
I take a deep breath and I'm glad it's over

Probably won't make a change like this again for a while
And the thought of staying still makes me want to smile
In thinking how I got here, I count every mile
As I step into my new life with grace and style

Sitting right here, just on the other side of the finish line
Rubbing my feet, thinking about myself as I unwind
And it took me some time to get this far
I take a deep breath (for myself) and I'm glad it's over
I'm glad it's over, I'm glad it's over, I'm so glad it's over
---

Celebrate your accomplishments, big and small. Much love.

GMG

Monday, August 18, 2014

Poem: Spiritually Familiar


Spiritually Familiar

So lost, I’d never felt so alone
And I prayed for somewhere to call my home
Then this place that felt so spiritually familiar
Finally appeared and wrapped me in her arms

Scared, alone, frightened, and downtrodden
I felt safe in her embrace
And the irony of my awakening consciousness
Was that I was blind and fell in too deep

And in the depths I became alone
Power was so strong within me
But my wings had become shackled
By the grace it took for them to grow

Windows clouded by the righteous
So I decided to look inside myself
To see the truth I’ve always known
To grow I must be free to roam

And through it all I’ve always known
I must break free so I can grow
And what I’ve learned is what I know
Within me I’m always home
---

GMG

Monday, June 30, 2014

Moving on...

About a year and a half ago, during one of those long winters we experience here in Michigan, I got my first real itch to move to a big city. Maybe it was caused by wanderlust, maybe I was bored and wished I was traveling, or maybe it was my intuition saying "Yup, it's time." Whatever the cause of this itch, it never went away, and it's only gotten stronger since.

Talking with friends, teachers, and mentors, I decided to do a little traveling to see what I liked from various cities around the states. That Spring, in early May, I flew down to the first city on my list, Miami, to visit for five days and to get a feel of the town. Miami is great. Great food, fun people, and no lack of things to do. Did I mention the food? I had some of the best pizza of my life (yes, in Miami) at little spot near Lincoln street with my friend Abdul (pictured right). I also spent way too much money, for which I feel no shame. 

I returned home to Kalamazoo with the "itch" that much stronger.

In July on 2013, I flew to the second city on my list, New York City. I stayed for almost a week, and spent a great chunk of that week trekking around Manhattan seeing literally everything. I climbed to the top of the Rock, saw Mama Mia on Broadway, explored the different neighborhoods, took a yoga workshop, biked Central Park... you get it. I did a lot. The one day I didn't explore the city, I explored Fire Island and got some sun. My good friend Joe was the best tour guide, racing across Manhattan with me for an entire week. I, too, had amazing food in New York. As you can tell, food is a big thing for me. I kind of love it.

I returned home to Kalamazoo once again and considered my first two option carefully, but couldn't make a decision. Time passed, I released a novel, then explored another option.

In November, I took a road trip from Kalamazoo to Nashville, TN. To be honest, I wasn't really considering Nashville as a place I'd want to move to. I was just visiting friends and I like to keep an open mind about these things. Nashville is a great town, and if I thought the food in New York and Miami was great...shoot. One word: Biscuits. The south does food right. I almost moved in on that account alone. During this visit, I saw Mary J. Blidge perform live, went to an old speakeasy (where I had my favorite drink ever), and had the best time with my friends. This was a reminder to me, more than anything else, that I did need to move on from Kalamazoo and experience what the rest of the world had to offer.

I returned to Nashville again in February, but my next and final city of consideration didn't come until May of this year. Of course, after the worst winter in human history.

Early in May of this year, I traveled to San Francisco, CA with my friend Mel to visit our friends Sandy and Suzanne (pictured left). I knew going in that this city would be a contender for my ultimate choice (because this is now a competition, right?). The visit was amazing, and we explored the East Bay, San Francisco's Mission and Fisherman's Warf neighborhoods, and spent a day north of the city at Muir Woods and Point Reyes. I also had a Crepe, which was the most important part (not really...but really). We packed so much into the several days we had there and I left feeling alive and excited for my next step.


When I got back to Kalamazoo, I knew that it was time to finally make a decision. I could easily stay here and just continue visiting random cities until I too many options to make a real decision, but my gut told me otherwise. It was finally time to decide, and finally time to go. I love Miami and will always go there to visit, but I don't know if I could really live there. The weather is great though. New York was close to being my choice, but something early on told me that it wasn't right, which is probably why I couldn't make a decision last summer. Again, Nashville wasn't ever really on the table, but no, it didn't win either. Great town, just can't see myself living there.

So I've chosen the San Francisco Bay area as my new location in which to live. On August 29th, I will pack up my little car and drive across the U.S. to the West Coast to set up my home. I know that's soon, for all of my Kalamazoo'ans, but as you've read this choice has been a long time coming and I'm ready for it. For those of you in Kalamazoo, I look forward to seeing you as often as I can before I leave, whether it be in yoga classes, out and about, or you can also call. Kalamazoo will always be a home for me, but for now I must go and experience the world.

San Francisco here I come...

GMG

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Update 6/24/14...

I've finished my personal edit of Heroes & Victims, and now it's with my editor to comb through. For the first time in nearly three years, I am not actively writing a novel. It's bizarre and liberating. This must be what it feels like to be a free agent. Because I'm not so tunnel-visioned on one particular project, I'm finding that I can entertain any project idea that comes to mind.

I do have my next novel planned, but I don't intend to start actively writing it until well into the Fall. For now, I'm working a 7-part short story series that I'll write another post about when the time comes. It feels so great to explore new characters, new worlds, and new possibilities. I can't wait to share more with you.

Heroes & Victims' release will probably be in the late Fall or early Winter at this point. Lots to do before then. Busy busy!

That's your update...

GMG

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