Tonight my favorite band of all time is playing just a few miles from my apartment, but I'm not there. $20 for a show, VIP passes, age restrictions, bag and body searches, the list of reasons for me to not be there go on and on. The meaning to the music is very much in me, I live my feelings everyday and I don't need to pay to reconfirm them. I used to travel literally thousands of miles to see bands that shared my convictions, but those bands are too few and my convictions are mine with out the need for community.
We have become scarce in this world of justifying flying to far away countries to help others when help is needed not only at home, but in ourselves. Our efforts can go so much further if we look to our own abilities and make the best of them for others and not to promote our opinions to a community that already agrees.
Today my $20 is going to feed a friend who is out of work, in the cold, and hungry. My $20 is better spent sharing, rather than going to a show.
The words are in my heart and in my actions, that makes them more powerful than any show or band.
I love you Into Another. I miss the good old days, but more powerful than that omission is the feeling I get when putting our words and feelings into motion.