I appreciate that feeling of blank unknowing that preceeds the exhalation into sound, that accompanies that first step off of the cliff... into the magnificent unknown.

My level of trust in myself and that intangible creative spirit, is such that the thought of falling flat on my face never looms, at least not the way it used to. I am so energized and at one when I'm grooving in the pocket or when I'm allowing creation to flow through me, that my joy suffuses everything else and there is no ti...
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