Election, Studio and Rumi.

What a week. I’m sure all of you are exhausted from all of these politics.. I know I am. This is something that is going to require a lot of peaceful and focused thought, because I find myself wanting to defend my position in being ‘RIGHT’ over being kind. It was fun being able to vote for the first time in my adult life for President. Felt liberating! Although I did give the old lady registering me the wrong address :/ She was an angry bear. I am what you might call a fiscal conservative, social liberal. I find that balance works well in my life, and something that would be of great value to this country.

We’re back in this studio this week with our hilarious producer Jason Deere. He never fails to show up with a joke or a YouTube video that has us all dying. We recorded 5 more KILLER songs that we got back from Nashville. Our sound is continually evolving, Alexa’s writing is just getting better and better, and all I can say is that I’m excited. We have a big music meeting coming up this week to map out the next year for Falk and where we see ourselves in the next 1, 3 and 5 years. Stay with us Falkers! It’s going to be good.

In between recording my vocals, I had some time to hang out… facebook… read… and I came across this poem by Rumi. I swear, with each mystical poem it’s like I feel an awakening in me. I believe that we truly do know truth, and this life is a remembering.

Light Breeze

As regards feeling pain, like a hand cut in battle,

consider the body a robe

you wear. When you meet someone you love, do you kiss

their clothes? Search out

who’s inside. Union with God is sweeter than body comforts.

We have hands and feet

different from these. Sometimes in dream we see them.

That is not

illusion. It’s seeing truly. You do have a spirit body;

don’t dread leaving the

physical one. Sometimes someone feels this truth so


that he or she can live in

mountain solitude totally refreshed. The worried, heroic

doings of men and women seem weary

and futile to dervishes enjoying the light breeze of spirit.


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