Me & The Maestro – Leonard Cohen
There is nothing I will be ever be able to write cooler than this, now, but maybe ever. If you know me, you know I love Leonard Cohen. LOVE Leonard Cohen. So imagine my damn struck dumb surprise when I was physically reading his stunningly gorgeous book of poetry and line drawings, Book Of Longing – super random, but the thing is so beautiful and meaningful to me that I get chills thinking back upon it now – and WHILST reading it, in walks Mr. Leonard Cohen to my physical human breathing space. I felt light-headedly strange (in a good Doors kind of strange), but in an unexpectedly shakily, floored kind of way. I said to the living persona of artistic heights standing in front of me, on little Abbot Kinney Boulevard, “Mr. Cohen, This is crazy but look what I’m reading!” (And I struggled with bothering him even with that – not at ALL my style, but I had to, ala Kris Kristofferson life moments) “I think I conjured you up!”. He looked me dead in the eye and said, “You did.” And then proceeded to sign my book – without me asking – in the same lettering that features in the treasure of a book.
All I can say, All I can know, is that life is crazy, and deeply meaningful, and beyond what we let ourselves imagine. But then we do. And it happens.
Imagine if we could harness that for the good of the whole. I do. All the time.
In Venice, or wherever you are, let yourself believe in dreams coming true. All the time.
* And just to get you ready … Mr. Cohen told me that he was in the middle of writing a new album! I offered up some words that rhyme with Carol. We’ll see.
*Photo of my special treasure book by Jennifer Everhart