Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Last concert rather than most recent

Lorcan Otway and the New London Meeting
I really don't enjoy it anymore, I don't even listen to music. I just think it is time to stop forcing my self when my heart is out of it.
Photo credit: Bill Grant, Shore Publishing


At 7:46 PM, Blogger Liz Opp said...

Hey there.

There is a sadness to your words here, that your heart isn't in playing concerts anymore or even listening to music. Then again, if our leading (or joy) has run its course, what more is there to do...?

You remain in my thoughts.

Liz, The Good Raised Up


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