Saturday, November 7, 2009

A Four Season's Entourage

How did I end up at the Four Seasons with the cast of Entourage after a rambling day of getting things done and never quite changing from the skirt over Hanro long-johns combo I started out with in the morning, which after looking long enough resembles an Issey Miyake ensemble, but not quite. After a full day of computer focus with a break to chat over tea with friends, this evening started out with an idea to locate a pair of Adam's Boots for RG.   Lately he's been wearing mine and I am not quite sure why this works, save I wear my boots way too big and thankfully they fit him just fine.

After the boot search in the Haight-Ashbury district of SF, which included stumbling upon kids from The School of Rock playing Janis Joplin's Piece of My Heart, I grabbed dinner with my piece of heart at a noodle place with a plan to go to the gym and then grab a late night dessert at the Four Seasons.  Dinner at this noodle place proved to be too loud to hold normal conversations and almost too loud to twitter even though the food was good enough to eat.  We escaped with our eardrums in tact, raced to the gym, and spotted each other on a posterior, anterior and middle deltoid workout which I think was invented in the moment just to torture me.  Making it through was a miracle.  The gym was strangely filled with other Friday night workout folk whom I believe now may be my people.

Once dressed, I quickly changed my focus to our journey upstairs to the Four Seasons for a quite moment with the dessert menu.  Apple pie and Chocolate Cake with 2 glasses of grapefruit juice  This unique order put us on an interesting timetable as we suddenly became a part of the entourage of people attending the amfAR Benefit.  Just as we were leaving I was mysteriously recognized by a new neighbor I had seen for the first time ever early this morning.  He reminded me of our chance encounter and before I knew it began to introduce me to mmbers of the show Entourage who attended the benefit.  I started to smile when I suddenly realized I had quite a few friends in the mix.  One woman asked if I was wearing Angel perfume by Thierry Mugler and I was :-)

RG and I made the appropriate introductions and shook the appropriate number of hands and snapped the appropriate number of pictures. The inserted picture is of Drew Altizer, Rex, and yours truly, Nkechi.  My bud, Drew Altizer, is SF's top society photgrapher who listened to me paint visions years ago.  We talked about our hopes for entourages in the future of our respective creative careers.  So far so good,  as we are each resident members of the other's entourage.  Amazingly that future we spoke of is here and now. Imagine that!

So, today was one of those unplanned, beautifuly majestic string of synchronicities that resuted in a full circle perspective on how a day in Life works when we are open.  This entire day was in flow, before I even knew it when I waved at my neighbor.  A small gesture that proved to be the key that would synch me up to to finding A Four Season's Entourage.

Blessings :-)
NKECHI
http://www.nkechi.com

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Cooking plus Service equals Music

Most recently I have found myself mercilessly domesticated and cooking .. a lot. As in breakfast lunch and dinner for me and mine. I am delighted to say that for some reason unknown to my naked eye, I am ecstatically delighted about this. Who knew? Who knew that the thinking about, the planning, the preparing, the coking and the serving would bring my Spirit such delight.

Since Monday 10/26/09 I have been starting at least one song a day. Yes, at least one song starter a day. Up until today I had been blessed with at least a melodic hook and lyric. Today after drawing a few blanks, enough to twitter about it, I made a simple breakfast. Apples sliced and yogurt. I arranged this meal on a plate and before I knew it, 3 rhythm based melodies emerged one after another. No lyrics, just the rhythm and the melodic baseline. Could there be a correlation between cooking, the serving =, and the receiving of melodic content from the Great Downloader in the Sky?

Well, I’ve learned to leave the pondering of such BIG questions to those more equipped with time and space to pursue the answer. My job now is to harness this newfound energy source and dive even more into the delights of cooking for me and mine and serving the delicious melody infused delights to … whomever’s coming to dinner. Are you?

Tonight’s dinner consisted of artichokes still steaming and whole grain pasta stir fried with porcini mushrooms, peas, sundried tomatoes, olive oil and a few cooked shrimp.

No we are off to finally see Michael Jackson’s This Is It. I think for now this really Is it. Cooking + Service = Music.

Blessings :-)
Nkechi

Cooking plus Service equals Music November 4, 2009
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