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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 298 :: mother nature’s peak performance

27 Oct
Just when I thought the peak performances couldn’t get any bigger around here… we turned a corner on our way home and saw this today:

To which I exclaimed, “Holy Mount Shasta, Batman!”

After the last few weeks of seeing peak performances from the likes of Oprah, Deepak Chopra, Elizabeth Gilbert, Rob Bell, Iyanla, and then this weekend watching Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Florence and the Machine, and duets from Eddie Vedder, Chris Cornell, Neil Young, Tom Jones, Norah Jones, Lukas Nelson, Band of Horses, Brian Wilson, and more rock The Bridge School benefit you would think it couldn’t be outdone.

I didn’t think it could be outdone.

But then the snow capped tip of Mt. Shasta stepped up to remind me of the biggest performance of all.

Mother Nature’s.

Ah, yes. Good reminder my dear.
Thank you.

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

 {what is your definition of peak performance?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 297 :: follow your heart line

26 Oct
We just left the Bridge School concert and my cup runneth over. Just amazing.

For the photos and videos check out my Facebook page. It’s all there! Band of Horses, Norah Jones, Tom Jones, Soundgarden, Beach Boys, Florence and The Machine, Pearl Jam, Neil Young.  Whew…..

And it was all for the children. 

I was overcome by the performances, I was brought to tears by the stories. More than anything I am amazed at the power of the heart when it’s put to good use for a good cause.

As we sat in the crowd I watched all walks of life pass by me. Hipsters, hunks, and hippies. From Silicon Valley’s finest to tattooed teeny boppers I witnessed the power of vibration. Of music. Everyone bounced to the beat of Tom Jones. Tom Jones! Everyone. No matter the walk or talk or level of hipness, everyone cheered. The crowd clapped in unison. Everyone was moved.

And it was all for the children.

When Florence and The Machine took the stage the crowds of grunged out Soundgarden and Pearl Jam fans hollored with approval. The man standing behind me admitted to his friend that he ran to Florence’s music that day because he was so impressed from her performance the night before.

As we sat there in a crowd being moved by the music, inside I was moved by the cause of the concert. The children on stage sat behind the musicians. The cameras followed the children throughout the entire show. The musicians took turns shaking the children’s hands.

It was a concert for the children of The Bridge School. And it was amazing.  More than an incredible collection of peak performances, I am moved by the incredible dream and the power of passion and peak performances. And it all starts with following the heart. As Florence + The Machine said: 

Just keep following the heartlines on your hand
Keep it up, I know you can
Just keep following the heartlines on your hand
Cause I am 

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

 {what does your heart say?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 295 :: hitting the road

24 Oct
It’s Friday! And that means we are hitting the road soon for a weekend celebration.

Mainly to celebrate Justin (who didn’t get a proper 40th birthday celebration because of my mastectomy). We are off to the Bridge School concert, something that is on Justin’s bucket list. Plus, if you haven’t already guessed, Pearl Jam will be playing. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate Justin!

Here’s the lineup:

  • Neil Young
  • Pearl Jam
  • Florence + The Machine
  • Brian Wilson
  • Tom Jones
  • Soundgarden
  • Norah Jones and Puss N Boots
  • Band of Horses
  • Pegi Young & The Survivors

Who will you celebrate this weekend?

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

 {who can you celebrate?}

Jamie’s BLOG – DAY 211 :: a reason to cry

30 Jul

I’m a little fragile these days. Emotionally speaking. Which pretty much boils down to this: I cry at everything that is beautiful. Or sad. Or happy.

I’ve inherited the cry gene. Or, it is now just full-on expressing itself. Which makes sense since my body has been through much. While I have used every tool of the trade and every trick in the book to stay emotionally sound and focused on a healthy recovery, I still cry. While I don’t cry at everything, I do cry at that which touches my soul. It’s like my own personal power can’t win out over the power of beauty. I can’t stop the flood of tears that beauty commands.

And maybe that is because I am staying emotionally focused. Which makes me more sensitive. With every stitch of pain I am reminded that I am alive. And that is overwhelming beautiful at times.

So when Justin shared this video with me, I lost it. I sobbed. I felt like I could watch the tears run down my own face.

So I’m sharing it with you.
I dare you not to tear up, even just a little bit.

After-all, you are a-live. And that’s pretty beautiful.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

{what makes you cry?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 362 :: how to stand out

28 Dec

There’s something very common about standing out. 

It’s all about being different. Unexpected.

Here’s something unexpected…The 14 Habits of Highly Miserable People:
It caught my attention because it’s just the opposite of what I expect to see this time of year: The Official Ramp Up To New Year Resolutions and all the positive goals and ideas that come with it.

Being different is sometimes as easy as giving in wholly and completely to being YOU.  Which completely flies in the face of everything we learn in school — sitting in a row, obeying the rules, sticking to the code, following the pack, standing in line, not rocking the boat.

I know from first hand experience. I followed the rules. I even dealt the rules! I was (full disclosure) a card carrying “patrol” in orange hard hat and sash in grade school. (I know you were too!)

It can be hard to break out when trying to keep up with the pack. 

So tonight, I am inspired by this very unique rendition of  “Shattered” —
I can’t quite explain it, so please watch it for full effect.

All I can say is that it is different. Unexpected.

(Eddie Vedder performing “Shattered” by The Rolling Stones with Jeanne Tripplehorn (as Julie Andrews) at a fundraiser for Heal EB. Donate to Heal EB here: http://bitly.com/Donate_HealEB)

Yes, that’s right — as Julie Andrews.
(Seriously, watch it!)

So, as I was saying…. sometimes it’s hard to stand out.
But I am inspired by those who stand up and say, sing, yell, whisper or boldly go where no one has ever (though to) go before.

Whether it’s channeling Julie Andrews to sing The Rolling Stones or marching to your own beat.

What’s your unique rendition?
How can you share your gifts?
How can you be more YOU?
More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{how do you stand out?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 340 :: sunshine in seattle

6 Dec

We have arrived. In Seattle.

It’s all here. The Space Needle. The flagship REI store. And, of course, Pearl Jam.

I’m having flashbacks to the movie Singles just being here.

 

But before we arrived …we stopped.  In Portland.
At Voodoo Doughnuts.

There are many things the Pacific Northwest has that simply amaze me.
Mountains. Ocean. Cities. Glaciers. Deserts. Lakes.

And, now, a bucket of doughnuts for $5.

I’m not making this up.
I kind of wish I were, but, yes, indeed, we bought a bucket of donuts to take north and share with family.

Bacon maple donuts.
Apple fritters covered in peanut butter and chocolate chips.

Hubba Bubba donuts.

And all that sugar reminds me of something.

Some say that everything has already been done.
To that I say, voodoo.

If you think there isn’t room for your big, crazy idea.
Think again.

Make it bigger, better, sweeter, and full of more bacon and sugar.
Make it unexpected.
But don’t give up.

Now excuse me, I’ve got a date with a donut….and some sunshine…in Seattle!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

Posted from my iPhone!!!

{what would you do if you didn’t give up?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 309 :: future days, the power of love

5 Nov

Today, in my month-long nod to inspiration, I share a song. 
But it’s bigger than a song, really.

It’s an anthem.

I keep singing this song.  Even though I mess up the lyrics while singing at the top of my lungs in the shower …I am so loving Pearl Jam‘s new Future Days.

It’s beautiful.

Here’s the live version from Wrigley Field, back when it was brand spanking new.

I feel like I have literally watched this band grow up. Because, well, haven’t we all? I also live with a tattooed, card-carrying Ten Club member…. so that explains much.

The band is clearly in a new phase with this new album, less plaid more ponder. As if they are thinking even deeper about love and life and well …future days.

Funny how clear that becomes with age, and families, and children and loss.

As we ponder future days.

Thinking about future days…
Nothing is more clear (and inspiring I might add!) than knowing the future is up to you. Isn’t that what Marty McFly tried to tell us so many years ago?

You don’t have to go back to the future to find the power of love.
(Although sometimes it helps.)

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{What would you do if you could go back to the future?}

Day 327: who knew? eddie vedder and a jacksonville spectactular

24 Nov

It’s November. It’s Small Business Saturday.
It’s Justin’s birthday — six months late!

Which means we’re here in Jacksonville, Florida celebrating Justin’s birthday, getting ready for the Eddie Vedder concert at the Moran Theater tonight.

Why are we here, six months after Justin’s birthday you ask?
Well………

The concert was supposed to be in May. I was so excited to surprise Justin with tickets to his hands-down-favorite-band-ever-he-even-has-a-pearl-jam-tattoo-on-his-leg, but….

It was postponed.

Alas so was Justin’s birthday gift from me.

So yesterday we travelled from Massachusetts to Florida just to make it to the tropics in time for this concert.

Our plan was to pack up  our car that we left in Naples last spring with all of our belongings in the storage unit and then drive north for the concert today.

But last night when we got to car it was d.e.a.d. dead and we spent hours getting it fixed (or, Justin did!). So we finally decided just to head north to Jacksonville to make the concert in our rental car instead.

We will drive back to Naples in the morning and pack up our storage unit (egads!!!) and then head north later this week with all of stuff in tow in our hopefully (fingers crossed) working car. Which basically means we will drive between Jax and Naples three times this week.

Whew.

It is all an exercise in patience.

And flexibility.

And a function of staying sane, knowing that we are always right where we are supposed to be when we are supposed to be there.

Like, tonight for instance….
To our surprise, as we checked into our hotel room — with this awesome parking lot view (not!)

— we discovered that this very night, tonight, is the annual Jacksonville Light Parade and Fireworks Spectacular.

SPECTACULAR!
See…. right where we are supposed to be when we’re supposed to be there.

Who knew??
Well….Maybe Eddie did.

Happy Birthday Justin!

Day 268: have a theme song? (REPRISE)

25 Sep

I had a profoundly wonderful conversation with a friend today that made me remember this blog post from last year. So, I opted to republish tonight because I think it is significant.

This one’s for you my dear…believe in yourself.
xo~Jamie

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On Day 149 I wrote about how I held on to this blog for one more day after seeing the movie Bridesmaids and it’s absolutely 80’s theme song Hold On by Wilson Phillips.

Later, Cheryl posted a fantabulous question:

My question to you is: if you had to pick ONE song as your THEME song, what would it be?’

Now, that’s a great question, especially during this year and through the course of The Promise 365.  So great, I am dedicating an entire blog post to it.  So, thank you Cheryl, from the bottom of my heart.

Here we go…

Before I share my theme song, I want to share what I think about theme songs ~ I believe in them.  I always have one.

I blame Whitney Houston.
If it weren’t for Whit, I wouldn’t have started my love affair with theme songs.

You see it all began at a 6th grade slumber party.

It occurred during a lip-sync competition in my friend’s living room.  My song was Greatest Love of All and I was stage ready, with hair brush in hand and collar turned up I stole the shag carpet living room stage with wood paneling backdrop.  I practically had the audience (five other 12 year-old girls) crying by the time I was done with that little number.

At least that’s what I remember.  I put my heart and soul into it.
And, yes, that may be right about the time I realized not everyone sings into their hair brush microphone in front of the bathroom mirror and bright vanity lights at night.

But, I won the lip-sync competition and was properly rewarded with a bag of Doritos and a movie we watched on a “VCR” ~ have I properly dated myself yet?

That was circa 1986, but it doesn’t stop there.

Zoom forward to 1991, a first kiss, a first fall for love and a first really bad choice in theme song.  Justin came into my life right about the time Paula Abdul came on the national scene.  Which explains why our first song will forever be remembered as Rush, Rush ~ one we couldn’t rush fast enough to regret (the song, not the first kiss!).

There was my high school senior song, Right Here, Right Now by Jesus Jones.  That was 1992 and it came into my life following my diagnosis of cancer and months of treatment followed by the hoopla of graduation, college acceptance, and a new frontier I was grateful to explore, leaving the IV’s, radiation and surgery behind.

(As a side note, the rest of my graduating class voted for Joker, by Steve Miller Band).

Five years later, after college and dating and break-ups and the craziness of trying to grow up, I celebrated my 5 year remission mark by renting out a bar and throwing a party in Washington D.C. with all my brand new co-workers who had known me for all of five minutes.  There’s nothing like meeting someone for the first time with an intro of:  “Hi, I’m Jamie. I had cancer, want to come to my remission party?”

It worked, the bar was packed.  I hired a band and they brought another band to open for them.  And they played my theme song.  What was it?  Alive.  It was the “I’m still alive” part that got me drunk, singing at the top of my lungs.  Hey, I was 22 years old.

A few years later I experienced the first deep loss of my life.

It was also the moment that I had my first encounter with a mystical force that is beyond words.  My mother passed away after a long battle with breast cancer.

On the night she died, I was over 1,000 miles away from her in Ann Arbor, Michigan.  In the middle of the night, I woke up and bolted straight up in bed.  I looked at the clock and stared with confusion until I fell back asleep.  I later found out that was the exact time of my mother’s death.  Shortly after her funeral this song found me, 1000 Miles by Vanessa Carlton.  In fact, it still finds me, at the most appropriate times.

There were many happy years with lots of happy songs, jobs, condos, marriage, until of course there wasn’t.  Disaster struck.

I left my home, my marriage and my life all in one night. 
That’s another story for another day, but my theme song got me through it.  Whenever Pink came on the radio belting out So What I turned up the volume and screamed from the top of my lungs.  I did that for two years until the divorce papers came through signed, sealed, and delivered.

And, that pretty much brings us full circle, which brings this little story back to Justin.

We reconnected on Facebook, of all places, fifteen years after that first kiss.  Well, you can’t blame us for “rushing” into anything.  You could say we took our time or maybe held our breathe, or a little of both.  Either way, Just Breathe by Pearl Jam played in our hearts and minds as we moved to a little island off Cape Cod to figure it all out.

And, now, to answer Cheryl’s question. 
My current theme song of 2011 for this Promise of 365 Days is….

Drum-roll please.

I could have chosen Raise Your Glass or Firework or so many more.  But here’s where I landed, for a year of focusing on my head, heart, body & soul:

Believe In Yourself by Brad.

Because, I believe you can do anything…
If you believe in yourself
.

I would love to hear some of your theme songs.
xo ~Jamie

Day 282: the answer is simple …just breathe

9 Oct

“A doctor once told me that a person can’t breathe deeply and worry at the same time — it’s biologically impossible. A deep breath interrupts and dissipates worry waves.”

I highlighted this sentence on my iPad last night while reading: The Answer is Simple…Love Yourself, Live Your Spirit! by Sonia Choquette. (Thank you for the book recommendation Carrie Saba!)

It couldn’t have come at a better time.
With a mountain of plastic tubs packed and ready to go we had a little glitch in plans for our great migration south.  Justin called me on the way home to let me know his car was acting up, and not drivable until further notice.

This was not in the script.  And, definitely not on the packing list.  I, for one, am not prepared to star in the Cape Cod version of Gilligan’s Island.

We are, of course, not “stranded” on an island, but we will have an unexpected delay until the GMC gets a little TLC from an auto-mechanic.  As Justin broke the news to me last night he reassured me that all would be okay in his deep and soothing voice, “We will figure it out.”

Despite his calm inflection, my track star mind started to race — what will we do, how much will it cost, what is wrong with it, where do we take it?

And, then I read that passage.

“A doctor once told me that a person can’t breathe deeply and worry at the same time — it’s biologically impossible. A deep breath interrupts and dissipates worry waves.”

So, I took deep breaths.
And, amazingly enough, it worked.  My heart rate slowed, my body relaxed, and my mind reassured — We will figure it out.

So tonight, while we may still be working ourselves out of a jam, I leave you with this from Pearl Jam, a song ironically titled: Just Breathe.

I’ll be over here breathing too.
Deep. Soothing. Breaths.

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