One: The Debut: Prologue: Uno: Once Upon a July 5th

What a few years it has been... from living in NYC attending a musical theatre conservatory and hitting the audition circuit to moving home to AR to obtain a darn piece of paper to losing my Father (not in a oops where is he in Target kinda way, but as in he departed this realm of consciousness), to having a year of identity renewal and being blessed with a slew of enriching artistic opportunities.

This I know....

I miss my Father everyday. He was an original.

Depression stinks. Popcorn, chocolate, Easy Mac, Dr. Peppers, and the series FRIENDS help one through it though.

I feel empowered to be myself and really live my life.... to soak in the fun and learn from the tragic.

I saw Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium yesterday and I want to see it on a continuous loop for an indeterminate amount of time.

In the past few months I have performed with an outstanding group of musicians in Italy and had the good fortune to be invited to sing several solo gigs at luncheons, conventions, churches, etc. These events have enboldened me to want to do more. What truly beautiful moments they all have been... Performing and sharing my story through self-effacing humour and song is a joyous and healing process. I am humbled to have had these experiences. They were much needed. :-)

I am looking forward to moving away to try the musical theatre thang.

I absolutely love creating: right now I am writing a CD with a few talented collaborators and working on a story. How fun is it to sit down and make something out of nothing? What a gift, huh...

I do believe in karma... been a hard year, but there have been some gloriously magical moments.

I like how I wear 29.

Blogs are fun... Hope someone out there enjoys reading, but it was fun regardless.

Floss is fun,
Dustin or Ash'e or Lord of the Pipe Cleaners

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I Love the Clarks

I LOVE THE CLARKS!!!!!!!!!!!! (I used twelve exclamation marks/points to show the significance of the love and because twelve is my cosmic number.) It is that simple. Jay and Karen (and the illustrious Quin) allowed me to move into their lovely home under the proviso I would be out in a few days. Well that was October 18th and, look at your calendar folks, I am still here. I think that finally the light has bounced off of a nimbus cloud that I have not seen before and I might have a dwelling. But... I LOVE these two people. They just get me and leave me to my own devices. In this time where I have sequestered myself off into my own little respite lair, they have let me "do my own thing". And they are such lovely, talented, decent people. It has been my honour to get to know them more and their ultimate collaboration, THE Quin. He is the COOLEST child ever. I adore the boy. Tonight Jay, Karen, and I played a card game called Nerts. I am addicted and I saw new shades ...

Scampering Back From the Hiatus

I awoke with these names in my head... surely they are characters from a forthcoming story tentatively entitled, "The Merman's Song": Briinan Jossuraje Arthero Zyne What a perplexing and delicious way to greet the morning, I love it when that happens. Jer is heading over to bond and I am trying to break the habit of making him wait when he arrives for me to finish getting ready. It is a tad ridiculous and just keeps happening, one of those atrocious habits that is born out of sheer laziness and poor time management skills. I just love, love, love, love that guy. If I am the toothbrush, he is the floss, the Ron to my Harry, the Patty to my Sandi, the Pepper to my Doctor, the Dorothy to my Rose, the world's best person and my FAVOURITE. He keeps me sane, he really does. The picture is from the wedding in which I performed last weekend. I think it is a classy and interesting shot. There is loads to deliver and reveal as I took a brief hiatus, not intentionally, but I...

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan

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