RIP AMY WINEHOUSE...she lived her songs

Another soul, another you and another me

a new life is born as her life ascends from this space

a great time to remember Amy for the good and the positive sound vibration she shared thought raw heart emotion.

let me tell you my thoughts (Real and honest about my life on the day when Amy Winehouse passed away) .....an a lil bit bout my feelings on living your song.....living your purpose no matter what age, where you are at in life... and simply doing your life your way...

"Amy's music & voice sent shivers down my spine"
Amy's life & death has reminded me how intense life is and how final and unpredictable it can be...she has inspire me to live with passion, no fear and to keep striving for the dreams i wish for myself and also to simply feel.. 
she loved, she hurt, she cried, she exposed, she knew pain...she was human..

....and i feel that's the magic formula..."The passion to be you and live life your way..and stamp the mark you leave ultimately living long fulfilled years..." It is a shame she didn't conquer her addictions in time, enough for her to live long years (Though we never know our length of time here-she predicted and possibly choose her end) however the music she produced/her talent was refreshing and reviving of a past sound we all longed to hear again in the British music scene... such beautiful, soulful jazz expressions of her art...

3 days ago.....I had just quit work in retail for the 3rd and final time...at a store i once dreamed to be apart of called Urban Outfitters...(A cool store which employed creative types-musicians, painters, actors, dancers, poets etc..unconventional types but yet in many ways ironically this same place had the capability of suffocating and neutralizing an artists passion..causing the battle between survival and suffering.Desire Need..living the dream or just wishing to.. Artistic conflict!

'Do we suffocate ourselves in strange tasks to remember our faces' i ponder?


After a few months of repetitive folding,dusting,customer service,waiting,questioning, and desperate struggles to be on time, i felt very empty and aware of myself .....knowing full well there existed beyond this mass consumerism a piece of me which was real...beyond these walls a sense of nature-intuition, talent, joy, purpose....

........ so on this particular day i sat in the staff room saying bye to people in my head...making final smiles....i had on this day a burning itch to never return.

"i sometimes want to erase my then and make this now so new that i am reborn"

When i left that day.... i felt relief but equally forgotten....a little attached & clingy...aware time had already moved on without me.... insignificant yet alive.

i hung about unusually wasting time...then left forever......sat on the bus heading to a music rehearsal and checked twitter on my phone..

Amy Winehouse was dead..RIP....
i felt straight away that it wasn't a joke or a hoax and instantly posted  Rest in peace....even though it wasn't in the news or pronounced on major networks yet...

once confirmed i thought about her spirit...her fire and ultimately her soul... and other singers that i deeply loved like billy holiday,Michael Jackson,Janis Joplin, Bob Marley, Marvin Gaye and so many other greats who sung about their pain ...& expressed in grave mourning... about love so deep, that even i (a singer too) fear knowing these places they visit...soul exposing....

My Thoughts on Amy and other great vocal artists who have lived and passed on...Left a mark & an impression made me think about "The real things we feel and how we choose to express it.."

she lived her songs tragic and tormented as they maybe it was real...and that's what i appreciated about her, its that she was being true to herself. i find it fascinating that artists who pour there souls connect with the hearts of humanity.
Real life experiences connects us...this is the goal of songwriters and singers (i guess) to find the balance..however its a tricky road to cross filled with lots of searching.

it is strange to see a young talented life come and go so soon and i would have loved to have met her also... however as a spiritual person i send love to her Energy in transition-may she find peace..... i take the time to remember her and other greats on this day as great powerful intense communicators of human deep emotions...that help us remember we are  human, frail, & still learning.

"May we all find the strength to fill our cups without it overspilling and live abundantly and hopeful in the little time we have to play and simply be our real selves....may we face the truth and return unscratched, polished and renewed each time we experience rebirth in our bodies" 

One of Amy's songs i love was Love is a losing game...deeply moving

Love Is A Losing Game :

For you I was a flame

Love is a losing game

Five story fire as you came

Love is a losing game

Why do I wish I never played

Oh what a mess we made

And now the final frame

Love is a losing game

Played out by the band

Love is a losing hand

More than I could stand

Love is a losing hand

Self professed... profound

Till the chips were down

...know you're a gambling man

Love is a losing hand

Though I'm rather blind

Love is a fate resigned

Memories mar my mind

Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds

And laughed at by the gods

And now the final frame

Love is a losing game