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Jazz and Ginger


I am simply "wired" for music.  It is as if I wake up once music is sounding (whether I'm listening or playing), especially if it's piano music.  Right now I'm listening to Dave Brubeck's album Time Out.  I love it.  To me, this is Perfect Jazz.  Classy, swingy, lots of threads juxtaposed or intertwined.  I sometimes think that if Bach had been born in the 20th century, he would be Brubeck!  Ha!  I'm so glad the world has both of them!

How often do you love every track on an album.  I've never met a Brubeck composition/performance I didn't love.  But that's how I tend to be.  If I am entranced by a book, I'll likely love everything that author has written, and then I'll read everything that author has written!  If I'm enchanted by one painting, I'll tend to love all of that artist's work.  And so it goes.

I've had respected mentors who have told me I am too much "all-or-nothing."  For a time, I believed them and tried to work on being more moderate or "balanced."  By now I know that's just how I am; that IS my balance!  And really, why should I be any different?  Why?  Really?  Does the world actually need everyone to be moderates?  I'm pretty sure God is delighted with variety, so some of us are going to be sweet, sour, salty, bitter, or savory, and some of us spicy!  I think I might be a curry that features ginger: complex, goes well with lots of things, but while it has a distinctive taste, it can vary from time to time and place to place.

If you were an herb or spice, which one would you be?  I'd love to know.  And tell me why, in the comments.  


Photo credit: from Whole Health Insider  http://www.wholehealthinsider.com/newsletter/salt-free-salt-blends/ 

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