There are people who by natural constitution have been given a different nature and disposition than others;
that have a larger heart and a swifter blood, that wish and demand more,
have stronger desires and a yearning which is wilder and more ardent than that of the common herd.
Their eyes are open wider; their senses are more subtle in all their perceptions.
The gladness and joy of life, they drink with the roots of their heart, while others merely grasp with course hands.

~ Jens Peter Jacobsen ~

As a songwriter many things are brought to my attention for poetic inspiration. On occasion, traces make their way into the musical process. SKIP is an exception. When I opened the book an entire score was placed before me; melodic images were the counterpoints of textual harmonies and in the center, this beautiful iconic figure, filled with lyrical expression.

The photo essay is sparse. 1107 words to be exact. All with purpose, chosen mindfully and deliberatively aligned with the landscapes of spirit and earth. It is a story of belonging. For some home is their native soil. For others it is a process of extracting roots and finding residency by means of passage. This message is carefully reflected in the manuscript. However, one should not underestimate the significance of the unsaid. The white space which surrounds a great deal of this volume contains whispers of remedial hope.

There were a number of themes which resonated within me while taking into account this story; the most powerful being our bravery in the very first step of any journey; especially in times of fear and doubt when one can become paralyzed. We all carry pieces of our life with us. For some it is literal, as in the case of Lloyd, and for others it is figurative; whether material possessions or emotional misgivings each has a way of weighing us down and immobilizing us regardless of our strength. In these times of stillness we can take inventory, cast away the unbearable and embrace the splendors of our life.

I would like to thank those who have accompanied me on this incredible road: David Newsom, Kevin Bowe, Sandy Sailer and Walter Mortensen. I am profoundly grateful to what each of you has contributed to the sacredness of storytelling.

I would also like to express my sincere appreciation to the Newsom family for sharing their story and allowing me to chronicle Lloyd’s pilgrimage.

Skip, my brother in arms, we have never met in person but we share a profound connection. May your days never again be numbered and may your blessings be countless. Thank you for helping me with that very first step and may we heal some others on our way home.

Yours Always in Spirit,