My dad is in mourning today, Leonard Cohen was his man, his inspiration, his soul brother. I grew up listening to Leonard in the car, at home… basically whenever my dad had control over the sound system (it was the 90’s!), Leonard (or The Beatles) was playing.
We’ve lost some incredible artists this year (my god, what a year!), many have shaped my early poetic experiences, I remember writing down David Bowie lyrics as a kid, to read over and over as the mystery settled me, helping me to to make sense of my own confusions. Not that any sense was ever made, there is often no sense, but Bowie and Prince shared a part of themselves that allowed others to feel… to feel raw, to feel sexy, to feel human.
I am so grateful that people share their soul with the world. A life without creative expression would be… oh I dunno, shit. It would be dark and dismal and controlled and rotten and stagnant.. yep, just really really shit. It is sad when people depart the physical world but thank god for their existence! Today I want to praise Leonard Cohen, to thank him for the passion he still brings out in my dad and the millions of others he’s consoled, ignited and inspired. I want to rejoice in the courage that people have to bare themselves in such open and heartfelt ways. To go against the grain, to believe that their voice is worthy and deserves to be heard.
Being an artist can be risky and challenging and some days you feel like ‘what is the fucking point’ but today I feel, now more than ever, the world needs more artists and sharers of their soul. I am SO GRATEFUL to myself for the guts to pursue my love of writing and no longer listening to the voice of ‘No you can’t’ that rang so loud for so many years. I am SO GRATEFUL for the risk takers who fought so hard to dismantle barriers that silenced so many creative voices. I am SO GRATEFUL for anyone who reads this and is expressing their passions, creating art in their way, whatever that may be as the world needs your magic… to create is magic.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.