Contemplative rock + roll

I understand that all I need to do is be the body of rock + roll. Rock + roll has limitless opportunities, access to limitless resources, limitless possibilities.  Limitless creativity, limitless ideas, limitless ways to live in wild abundance.  But it does not have a body, does not have the fingers to type on a keyboard, does not have a voice to make the call, does not have a body to dress.  Rock + roll does not have a truck to drive the miles or ears to hear its own music.  But I do.  The rest is pure rock + roll. 

What is Contemplative Rock + Roll?

Kat here.  The full working title is What is Contemplative Rock + Roll?: One Woman's Search to Figure Out What In the Hell She's Talking About.

I am a prophet of contemplative rock + roll.  According to Merriam Webster, a prophet is “one who utters divinely inspired revelations...one gifted with more than ordinary spiritual and moral insight.”  It’s not me, though, it’s the rock + roll working through me. 

I have known that my life’s work is to carry out a rock + roll campaign and I’ve meditated on what that could possibly mean.  In the last two years, it has become the specific crossroads where spiritual contemplation and rock + roll meet. 

I am coming to understand that I cannot wait any longer to start pursing this more actively and publicly than I have been.  I think I thought I had to understand it before I started sharing it, but when approaching mysticism, that’s probably not an effective technique.  

Contemplative rock + roll is life-saving, not life taking.  It’s not the rock + roll of sex, drugs and rock + roll, it’s not the killing kind.  Some people are on to this, but I don’t think anyone’s really talking about it - at least not with me.  I don’t think anyone’s brought the contemplation element into it as much as it is in my visions.  

Patterson Hood of the Drive-By Truckers stood on the stage of Gruene Hall a couple years ago and told a story I wish I had bootlegged about how rock + roll was the thing that kept him from turning up dead of self-destruction.  The line I remember, paraphrased, is, “And every day that I wake up, rock + roll saves my life again.”

That’s a good enough place to start this discussion. 

Waiting.....

I think change may be in the air. But what will the changes bring?

Waiting is the vocation of the soul. 

Waiting is the tending of the fire of faith.

Captions above are from the Wednesday, March 20 reading in Forward Day by Day.