Creative Marriage

I woke up this morning needing to write. I think it is because so much is happening and I am in a tizzy in my head trying to get it all sorted. This leads me to want to put it out into the ether and let it rest for a bit. It reminds me of a rap piece that I still have memorized which developed out of my freestyles and writings until I became so bogged down in the thoughts that I needed to find a way to exorcise them from my noggin. The solution was a piece I call the Excorschism. Once I had given myself the space to form the jumble into a structured poem I felt relieved that I didn’t have to rely on having it swim in my brain incessantly as a nuisance.

Another thing that comes to mind is in the creative process of Utah Phillips who said that he primarily liked to create his songs in his head and fine tune them there before going into the next step and writing them down. He formed them and memorized them, made them part of him before he birthed them out into the world. I marvel at that as a writing method and will follow this structure in my own forms of creation in due time.

Now you may ask what is this thought spiral cobwebbing my brain. Well let’s see, where do I begin? Firstly as I begin my life as a married man things do feel different. My wife and I both have been conscious of the binding together taking place since we took our vows, beginning the next stage of our journeys. A big part of that I feel stems from the sermon delivered by our officiant the one and never duplicated Glen of Trees. When he spoke the 9 pages or so of text, seeming like a mini-lifetime, of the binding together Cinde and I embarked on we both felt the profundity. He really put us together as a cohesive unit. Not that we didn’t already forge that path but he gave us the external sermon on the mount, putting our promises into the air, and exhibiting our commitments before our assembled family and friends. The powerful impact shattered my earth that fateful wedding day.

Pulling together our dream and forging them into daily reality our sights span beyond the hearth looking at our lives as a way to express ourselves beyond the shackles of corporate serfdom and into financial independence. Both of us want avenues of expression for our creative talents and build independence in this capitalist structure. We decided we are no longer satisfied with breadcrumbs handed to us by the powers that be and want to operate within this system as best we are able.

This is why we have begun the early rumblings of a family business, and once again it is within this process that our path is binding ever closer together. I am brought to mind to the Hindu engagement ceremony I was invited to of a Trinidadian coworker of mine several years back. In the ceremony I really saw the coming together of two families, and the commitments being made. The ceremony seemed like it lasted forever and I was shocked at how powerful the whole thing was. In the process the families united in various forms of speech, action, music, and heart. I was ill prepared for the length of time and felt like a spectacle in the proceedings myself as I sat up front with my girlfriend at the time squirming and fidgeting as the ceremony labored on. Never was a meal so welcome than after all the rituals had expired for the day, and joyful music echoed alongside happy diners.

This is what marriage is to me as I think about this coming together. It is not a vow to be taken lightly. It is something that needs to be heavily considered and taken with great sanctity. You can’t just do it on a whim or based on a well of loneliness. In my opinion you got to step into such a situation knowing what you are doing, swathed in the expression of love, and prepared for the rocky albeit ultimately satisfying journey ahead. It is in my heart of feelings that I think the divorce rates in this country would drop significantly if people took seriously the binding together that takes place in the path of marriage.

Now as I settle my mind for a moment I will let the sun set on this series of thoughts and revisit my jottings once I have had time to muse in other areas. I feel better already knowing that I have exorcised some of the thoughts that are swimming like tadpoles in my head.