Theme: Show & Tell – Tenx9 Nashville – Douglas Corner Cafe – Nashville
The set up that wasn’t recorded was this: After nearly a decade working in the criminal justice system as a mental health/substance abuse counselor, I needed a break. The year was 1999.
So, some crazy people at Laurel High School in Knoxville (in Ft. Sanders) let me be the Principal for a year. During that glorious year, I made some lifelong friends and got hit in the face by a force known as “Boom Boom.”
May 17, 2016
The wave is coming.
I am tracking how the white is gathering at the tips.
Studious and serene,
I flow.
Up and over.
The wave is coming.
My line of sight is to the white, but time has shifted and
I am too much away from the Sea.
Buckled and submerged.
The wave is coming.
Fighting to stand and feel sun on my nose,
I master gravity.
Immediately
Hit
Again.
And
Again.
Torn asunder.
Again.
Since permanent encampment on the shore is
a worse death than drowning,
holding your breath for so long
for too long
becomes the way you breathe.
December 31, 2015
Let’s start with things that belong in the sarlacc pit:
Grief for those beautiful ones lost this year and not just to death…but to illness and accident and violence. My mother was diagnosed with Moderate Alzheimer’s this year and there is no sugarcoating how utterly terrible it is…for her and for all of us who love her. I’m not ready to write about it all just yet, just trying to get through the bleak days with grace.
Hopelessness that stems from seeing black body after black body on the street and no justice. Righteous outrage over how we fail without trying regarding our out-of-control gun culture. Genuinely heartbroken over and over again this year by our inability to get better at being human.
Confusion continuing about what, where, who, how, when and why to be wherever it is I am at any given moment. This isn’t really new, but my personal life took wallop after wallop and I could never really catch my breath all year. This has been the most difficult year I’ve ever had in terms of sorting my emotions. Lots and lots of tears. Questions with no answers and answers that made no sense.
Now I want to make it clear…I value these feelings, not because I enjoy them, but because they are the price I pay for being alive in body, mind and soul. To not feel any of these things this year would’ve been the biggest tragedy of all.
And now…onto the good stuff.
Stepping Deeper Into Story
I continued to tell stories in new venues and with new and old friends. I started True Stories: NSFW in 2015 — an uncensored adult story time, as well as telling stories with Tenx9 Nashville. I taught a Storytelling session at Art Camp and began to think of myself as a Storyteller.
Professional Stretching
I started the year revisiting an earlier career (Social Work) in part to feed my family and in part to see if I could still do it. How would it feel differently to do this in my 40’s as opposed to my 20’s? Answer: I’m a lot wiser and put up with a lot less toxic stuff. Which led to…a position doing social media strategy at an agency. Tons more fun that dealing with poverty, illness and discrimination. I’m just not a martyr anymore. THANK THE HEAVENS.
Family
My family is awesome. And even when we weren’t that awesome to each other, there is and always will be immense forgiveness.
Health
I’m walking without a cane or a wheelchair, managing most days with relatively little pain and impact on my life.
Friends
My. God. I. Am. Blessed. Seriously. This cannot be overstated. Y’all showed me why and how to stick around and I could not be more grateful.
Purpose
I got a lot of clarity this year about how to make sense all of my passions and put them to work for me. My gut says that 2016 is about synthesis – creativity, empathy, communication, community and perpetual growth.
Music
Sustaining me through 2015: Jason Isbell, Brittany Howard, Houndmouth, Langhorne Slim, JD McPherson, The Black Lillies, Rhiannon Giddens, Sugar and The Hi-Lows, Leon Bridges, Nathaniel Rateliffe, The Arcs, Ryan Adams, The Mynabirds, Heartless Bastards, Chris Stapleton, Kasey Musgraves, Jonathan Tyler, Bully, Son Little, Andra Day, Reverend Tall Tree, Lyndsay Perry, Guy Clark Jr, Frank Turner and so many more.
LIVE this year: Loretta & Jack, The Stones, JD McPherson three times (!!!), Elle King, Loretta on her own, Patty Griffin, Emmylou, Brandi Carlile, Valerie June, Gillian Welch & Dave Rawlings, Steve Earle, Nikki Lane, Rebirth Brass Band and Crystal Bowersox. GOOD STUFF Y’ALL
Hoping all good things for you friends and family. Take care of yourselves and each other.
July 31, 2015
Here’s a headscratcher.
Sooner or later, it dawns on you that your greatest assets are also your most vulnerable liabilities. It is just true. And one of mine is kind of a superpower with built-in Kryptonite.
I am the Great Pretender.
On my second re-watch of Kimmy Schmidt, I am struck once again by my similarities to her (comedic) experience of being kept in a bunker, having swallowed hook, line and sinker, that the world had crumbled into a toxic heap. At one point, Kimmy and her boss (Jane Krakowski as “Jacqueline Voorhes”), utilize a technique Kimmy taught herself while in captivity. They are both desperately trying not to be a writhing mass of insecurities and they decide that the way to self-improvement is through the “outside-in.”
This isn’t novel of course, but what makes it so incisive is that Kimmy’s coping mechanism is to “smile, jump up in down and say, ‘I’m not really here, I’m not really here.’” It is the most accurate depiction of my superpower, ridiculous and searing.
I grew up in physical, emotional and spiritual violence. My father was a well-respected, innovative Southern Baptist minister with many secrets. That he was abusive seems like the least of it, but it isn’t. That my mother didn’t see a way out is important to note. That my brother did his dead level best to avoid all of it. That I tried equally as hard to stand up to my father. As a matter of principle.
Despite whatever demon was loosed on me at home, three to four times a week…it was up to me to dazzle and soothe at school and at church. There were many times when on the way to church, there was screaming, hitting and all sorts of humiliating, and it came to a complete and utter stop as soon as we hit the church parking lot.
Almost every serious relationship I’ve ever been in has reflected this history of pain and disguise.
I learned to put my face on, bury myself and play a role. Lots of roles. Most of them impressive. I have hauled (despite my best efforts of SO MANY THERAPISTS and books and medication and meditation) all of these patterns with me, even as I curse them, I reinforce them.
It is infuriating.
You see me through your phone. I am a kaleidoscope, a rollercoaster, a goofball. These things are true. What is also true is that I battle with myself underneath. When my mind is quiet and I look around, I am back in the bunker. I’m smiling, jumping up and down and saying, “I’m not really here! I’m not really here!”
It “works.” I can disappear into the world, loving its tastes and expressions. I can disappear into people, their fascinating cruelties and aspirations. I can disappear into music and nature and art and politics. I can disappear into the ever-elusive allure of the scrolling timeline.
The problem is that I disappear from myself. I vacate the premises and am woefully disconnected to my body. I cannot sense danger or opportunity in the same ways. Hiding so much, for so long made me wistful for escape. Hungry for open roads (and tabs as it turns out).
Following clicks like magpies follow a shine.
Owning up to my affection for the Kimmy Smile, Jump & Vanish when I get to the hard parts is not easy to spot while I’m doing it. Lots of people like when I smile, jump and la-la-la-la my way along. And I like it when people like me. (ß ugh).
I’ll be damned though, aren’t I the one who should consciously determine my flights of fancy? Is this life mine or does it belong to the bunker?
June 25, 2015
#MeetMyFriends
Ashshahid Muhammad, 39, originally from Memphis, grew up in the streets for many years, before eventually finding himself through art.
At the age of 13, Shadid, as most call him, was involved in a robbery. He was convicted and sentenced to eight years in prison but only served six.
He said once out, he continued the street life of selling drugs until one day when things didn’t go as planned.
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June 19, 2015
If you are friends with me IRL or online, my political leanings are not in anyway hidden or tamped down. They rarely have been. I’ve been opinionated and passionate about politics for almost forty years (true story). There are many of you who do not agree with me politically about very much. Typically, we just avoid confrontations with each other, because the relationship adds more than it subtracts. I’m grateful for those friendships.
In the last two weeks, I’ve unfriended about six people for remarks about Caitlin Jenner and/or Charleston. Yesterday, I had to BLOCK someone I’ve known for 30 years. He called me a “race-baiter,” because I insisted ON THE FACTS that the person who committed this crime STATED CLEARLY on several occasions that he hated black people. There really is no ambiguity in his motive. The person I’m no longer associated with is a minister in SC. I assure you, usually I try to forge bridges, but that bridge was no longer safe for travel.
South Carolina is my home. I love it through and through. My entire family has been there since we came over the ocean. I return as often as I can. Those mountains and waterfalls are in my bones.
Friends and family in SC, I urge you to get very vocal and very visible about what kind of state you want to live in. I am very, very proud of my heritage and find lots of ways to honor it. I don’t need a hateful symbol to represent my heritage. My heritage is bloody, sure…complicated and there should be no sugar-coating the vicious racist past (or present).
Coming to terms with our own ongoing internal racism is a LIFELONG effort. You don’t wake up one day and not be racist anymore. That isn’t how pervasive ideologies work. They seep into structures and into our subconscious realities. They must be actively expunged over and over again. It is exhausting and painful. And if you are an ethical person (religious or not), you have an obligation to engage. There is no ambiguity here either.
When President Obama won the SC Primary. I wept for hours, proud that my state had come so far. I want to believe that there are enough South Carolinians ready to be in the street in solidarity against white supremacy — its symbols, its heroes and its “innocent” jokes and remarks. I need to see you white friends and family. I need to hear you confront this head on.
In one elementary school I attended in SC in the 70’s, we celebrated Robert E. Lee’s birthday. The narrative (and pride frankly) concerning the secession of SC is a strong one still. I grew up with it and it was as normal as fried apple pies. In my own home, my mother (and Sesame Street) worked hard to instill a love of diversity. I was raised to believe that racism was sinful and evil. To dishonor a child of God was to dishonor God. I am very thankful for my mother. She modeled the love she espoused.
I’ve been wrestling with racism — what it means, how it is propagated, where it lives in dark corners, for most of my life. Every time I think we’ve rounded a corner, it seems we are right back in the dark.
Friends and family…please be in the light with me. Let us form a chain of hands extended back in to the darkness. Let us pull one another from the corners. I beg you.
#CharlestonShooting
Jon Stewart once again verbalizes where many of us are in the country. Lord I’m going to miss him.
Tweets of note:
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From my immensely talented friend Herb Williams 
#charleston #whenwillitend#hatepushesusbackfiftyyears
Must reads in my view:
Great roundup here, a lovely piece by my friend Jennifer Bailey, Washington Post gives an in-depth look at the victims and the unfolding situation, a helpful Storify from my friend Jessica Luther about talking to our white kids about racial violence, a powerful plea to the white community, and finally a piece I read several times, because it resonated with me.
June 18, 2015
Last night, nine people died while worshiping in church. The church was Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church, one of the oldest black congregations in the country. An unknown man, described as a white man in his early 20’s wearing a hoodie, went into their Wednesday night prayer service, prayed with them for a bit, and then stood up and started shooting people. There are multiple reports that one of the people who was murdered–or assassinated–was South Carolina Senator Clementa C. Pinckney. Senator Pinckney was also the pastor of the church. It is a church was an amazing history. This is his picture:
This post is from Twitter from a news anchor named Preston Phillips. People have known this for a while now, but it turns out that if you want to really know about a current news story, Twitter is where you go. Especially if that news story is about and act of terrorism…
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May 26, 2015
As always, my friend Cary’s roundup of the evenings stories are a masterpiece of deep listening.
Raise a glass
In remembrance of
Fire and strip poker and getting away with it,
The parents that raised you and the parents that gave you life.
Here’s to forest floors and downtown bars
To women and their stories,
The defiantly political and the depth of the personal.
Those who came by dust and water, nourished by figs and bees
Remember grandfathers
And wars, cold wars,
In memory of the chaos after wars
And personal wars,
And burning the past:
Here’s to rehab, recovery and strength.
In remembrance of trains and schnapps and naps
Here’s to the sound of choirs and standing in the rain.
In memory of worn lace and the soft security of comfort,
Of mothers. And of magic.
For lost words, last words,
Last chapters, final scenes:
For stories and understories
The told and the untold,
In reverence,
We remember.
May 26, 2015
Last night, Tenx9 Nashville hosted nine storytellers in Nashville, sharing around the topic: I Remember. This is my contribution. *I consulted the Oracle (Google)and discovered that Gloria Steinem isn’t the origin of the phrase “the personal is political.” I did say I was late to feminism.
May 26, 2015
Originally posted on Learning in Virtual Environments (LIVE) lab:
At Tenx9’s “I Remember” night, Jeannie Alexander spun a masterful narrative about remembering her grandfather–his grace, words, and beekeeping. I remember my grandfather’s smell. It is my first memory. My second memory is of being carried by my grandfather through his backyard. So carefully we considered…
April 9, 2015
I really suck at writing for more than 140 characters lately. In fact, I am just doing what I have to do every day, just to get to tomorrow. I am stressed. I could blame Twitter or the pressures of my life (I’m a Social Worker in my day job, have a side hustle or […]
March 26, 2015
I shared this story at Douglas Corner Cafe in Nashville on March 23, 2015. This was my 13th story at Tenx9 Nashville. When The Narrows Came On Me Like I Was In the Trash Compactor In Star Wars The year: 1997. Around two years since my last road trip out West. If you are a […]
March 17, 2015
Omg yes – Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg is holding this shirt up. Need it. pic.twitter.com/U2UdhdccdH — Adam Parkhomenko (@AdamParkhomenko) March 17, 2015
March 11, 2015
Originally posted on This Seems Dangerous:
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is the new Netflix original show, and it’s actually AMAZING! It’s completely insane and hilarious, and weirdly uplifting, and it gives great life advice, AND the theme is catchy and sing-a-long-able! What more could you POSSIBLY want from a TV series?! By the way, I know…
March 9, 2015
Originally posted on MassCommons:
“Well, it’s the kind of thing [where] if you’re going to do something that’s been covered a million times, you want to do it differently, and you want to kind of put your spin on it.” On the list of reasons for why the First Rule of Cover Songs* is, in…
February 25, 2015
A 5 year-old kid wandered in our office today. By himself. Saying he was hungry. We fed him from all the things we had brought for our own lunches. Our office is in the projects off Lafayette and yesterday I took a woman grocery shopping. She had fifteen dollars to spend for the next 7 […]
February 25, 2015
Originally posted on TwistedSifter:
? David Irvine is the talented artist behind the Gnarled Branch. The self-professed illustrator and crafter is known for his whimsical furniture, his Gothic sculptures and what he describes as ‘Re-Directed Paintings’. Featured below is his ongoing series of re-directed paintings where Irvine finds old and/or discarded thrift store paintings and…
February 9, 2015
This is not a post about the evils of children being online too much, or how dangerous it can be or even a post lamenting shorter attention spans and a lack of real-world adventure. This is a post about how my oldest son Riley has benefited from the internet in ways that were unthinkable when […]
February 6, 2015
Originally posted on Riley's Backpack:
I know no one is going to get the Cheesy amount, but I can try! All the info is on this website Link To Fundraiser
January 29, 2015
Originally posted on #LoveBelfast:
Can’t go out to the pub? How about bringing the pub to you! This inflatable pub has room for a full bar and can be put up on any level surface. Measurements are 33ft Length, 16ft Width and 18ft Height. Its the First of its kind in the whole of Ireland.…
January 27, 2015
Originally posted on Anibundel:
Björk released Vulnicura last week to rave reviews. A break up album from a relationship ten years in the collapsing, the opening track “Stonermilker” (11 months before) is a haunting opening to the slow demise of the safety of a known world.
January 27, 2015
Tenx9 Nashville hosts monthly storytelling events in Nashville and around the world. I am deeply honored to be a part of this community of people. Our motto is an Irish saying, “It is in the shelter of each other that the people live.” The joy, insight and beauty of true stories leaves my heart larger […]
January 2, 2015
The cover letter/resume combo pack is a tedious relic, providing only the factual framework of a person’s accomplishments and features. Of course, most of the time, this is no indication of whether or not the person will be a good fit for your team. Some of this “fit” is really about identifiable characteristics like “outgoing” […]
November 7, 2014
I spoke with your brain privately, and one message was unmistakable: Feed Your Noggin. Hacks for Start-ups: An Epic List of 100 Growth Hacks for Startups http://t.co/P7paxbsf4y — GrowthHackers (@GrowthHackers) November 7, 2014 Help with navigating grammar: Grammar Geekery: How to use dashes, ellipses and commas to create … a dramatic pause http://t.co/aHEJfrq6Lf — The […]
October 20, 2014
What Matters: Doing Digital Right Telling a good story Sharing it smartly Retelling it interestingly Resharing it differently Recognizing the audience you have Getting them to be ambassadors Growing your audience Deepening online connections Finding natural allies Collaborating effectively so that everyone wins Whether it is a project, an event, a campaign or an idea, […]
October 17, 2014
Originally posted on Margaret Ellis :
There is an expression in Mexico, “La Media Naranja.” Literally this means half the orange, but like most things in español, it isn’t a literal translation. It simply means, the better half, or soul- mate. It sometimes seems that the world is full of people who are looking for the…
October 15, 2014
Here is your all-important BACKSTORY: In July, poof! There was no more job that I love (coordinating ongoing content for small businesses). My position and department were eliminated. And I have three wonderful kids that expect to eat regularly. You wouldn’t believe how often they are hungry. In August, my beloved Papa passed away after […]
October 8, 2014
I’ve been in this War for over 20 years. It is socially, morally and economically a big, fat failure.
October 2, 2014
I’m prone to inevitable flights of fancy. Call it what you want. I get carried away. It cannot be helped. Neither psychotherapy nor medication have quelled my intermittent love affair with being alive. And my willful experience of being entirely human. Each time someone dies, we are brought to our knees with awareness of the […]
October 1, 2014
Why yes, it is my birthday month. And the Nashville AIDS walk, the Nashville Zombie Walk, Halloween (!!!!!) — complete with pumpkin spiced anything and everything. It is also Artober. I am a fan of all of these things. The weather is perfect. PERFECT. Here are some handy dandy guides to help you maximize THE […]
October 1, 2014
Originally posted on Learning in Virtual Environments (LIVE) lab:
Here is the lively story on Occupy Nashville from Tenx9 newcomer Kate Savage. ? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81TnriOIV7k
October 1, 2014
Originally posted on Longreads:
Jeff Sharlet | September 2014 | 12 minutes (2,802 words) 1. Snapshots Dunkin Donuts, West Lebanon, New Hampshire The night shift, for me, is a luxury, the freedom to indulge my insomnia by writing at a Dunkin Donuts, one of the only places up here open at midnight. But lately my…
September 29, 2014
I’ve been on the hunt for some relief, some silliness, some funky reframing of what otherwise is…here are some of The Good Things. https://twitter.com/saladinahmed/status/516437538505240577 https://twitter.com/SparkyROAR/status/516426889607401472 I am offering a class in belly rubbing to interested forest creatures: Belly Rubbing 101: Principles of Belly Rubs (3 Credits)I am a bear. — A bear (@A_single_bear) September 27, […]
September 27, 2014
Originally posted on Tyrone Tribulations:
Kerr re-enacts tunnel movement An Omagh plumber tunnelled a hole from under his bed to the local pub 800 feet from his house over the course of 15 years, a court heard today. Patsy Kerr had been summonsed to Omagh County Court after it emerged he had been the cause…
September 25, 2014
“you blow a fuse zing boom the devil cuts loose zing boom so what’s the use wow bam of falling in love…” Bonus: check out a young and goth Norman Reedus in this Bjork video: http://youtu.be/38UrRpYsPjw
September 24, 2014
One of my favorite new bands does impossibly cool thing.
September 24, 2014
Originally posted on Learning in Virtual Environments (LIVE) lab:
Here is the summary of Tenx9’s September theme “Nashville,” written by the brilliant Cary Gibson. This is the story we all told of our city. ? This is Nashville. It’s a place where saving face is an art form. And, according to the late Miss Addie,…
September 24, 2014
Turn Up for Turnout! is an event dedicated to gun violence prevention and voting with gun sense. Join us for a night out with live performances by Grace Weber and other Nashville artists. Admission is free for all Gun Sense Voters — all you have to do is click here to RSVP! What: Turn Up for Turnout! A Night […]
September 24, 2014
The theme from last Monday’s Tenx9 storytelling event was “Nashville.” My humble entry is about my on-again, off-again love affair with the city, that began in 1986. This video misses the first and last sentence of my story. But, that’s ok, because I’m pretty confident you can read. “When I was a Junior in high […]
September 24, 2014
Recent savory nibbles from Twitterverse. This sawfish is judging you. http://t.co/n81hHG6Hnl pic.twitter.com/olPWcFcNYZ — Meredith Frost (@MeredithFrost) September 24, 2014 Halloween is coming. Don’t subject us to this kind of hell. Circus peanuts are some of the weakest candies ever — you (@MissZindzi) September 24, 2014 In the “Mostly True Department” Kids wanna be adults, […]
September 23, 2014
Three bands that have become instant staples and a salute to the independent and community-supported radio stations. Find the one you love. Shower that sucker with love. It’s the right thing to do. A few of my favorites: WDVX WNCW WFMU Wrecking Ball Radio KEXP Who have I missed? What radio stations do you love? […]
September 23, 2014
Never Not Losing, Never Not Gaining My body is sore from bracing punches. The near-constant rush of dark waves has left me shrill, wordless and unsure. It seems this year has reduced me to a perpetual defensive position, making any agency seem out of reach. It isn’t just me, although losing my grandfather and my […]
September 19, 2014
Originally posted on Knight Stivender's Life In Full:
Thursday night I was the second to last parent to pick up my daughter from the middle school football game because I went first to the wrong school and sat there in the crowded parking lot while I talked to her on her friend’s cellphone, wondering…
September 18, 2014
“Tenx9 Nashville‘s next night of true personal stories is September 22. Our theme is “Nashville.” We are looking for 9 true stories of our city. What have you experienced in Music City USA, Davidson County TN that you want to share with us? What strange stories of Nashville will you tell to a room full […]
September 17, 2014
Originally posted on Learning in Virtual Environments (LIVE) lab:
Here is a great story from Bob Clark. He shared this at August’s Tenx9 “I Was Never the Same Again.” Jimmyitis On September 10, 2007, a Chicago court extended my emergency guardianship powers over my eighteen year old, autistic nephew, Jimmy, allowing me to take…
February 9, 2017
Originally posted on Libba Bray:
? Congratulations. You have woken the witch that lives deep inside me. You have removed the slumber chains from the giant of old. You have handed me a box of matches and no chaperone And a world made of lies and polyester. Congratulations. ? You have barked up the wrong…
June 14, 2016
I don’t know about you, but the nonstop onslaught of terrible things has made me feel raw, vulnerable and afraid. Any polish I typically can muster has been discarded. I just don’t have the energy. Everything feels heavier. Almost like gravity’s been enhanced and we’re more beholden to dirt than ever. Covered up in it. […]
March 30, 2016
Originally posted on katie joy crawford:
Spring of 2015 has been busy, trying, amazing and life changing. I have been through so many emotional peaks and valleys and finalizing my senior year has been such a cathartic experience. My Anxious Heart is nothing short of my child. I have battled anxiety for a decade, and I finally…
January 27, 2016
Originally posted on mainer74:
Recently I heard a joke which seemed to both capture our societal attitude towards female sexuality, and struck me in a very heathen sense as being deeply wrong. The joke compared men to keys and women to locks and concluded that a man whose key opens many locks is awesome, while…
January 21, 2016
Originally posted on Longreads:
Alex Mar | Atlas Obscura | January 2016 | 16 minutes (3,902 words) ? Our latest Exclusive is a new story by Alex Mar, author of the book Witches of America, co-funded by Longreads Members and published by Atlas Obscura. I. From Silk Robes to Hairshirts When Jerome, the Catholic priest…
January 17, 2016
The Jester with a fractured, well-protected heart catches the eye of the Queen. Recognizing the Playing of Parts, he amuses, she smiles tightly, but her eyes open a portal. And in a flash, they both feel the intimacy between them form a lock. The molecules slow to a steady pulse, revealing all unsaid. Seeing it […]
January 9, 2016
There once was a girl who gave WAY too many fucks. Fucks about everything and everyone. Fucks about situations a world away. Fucks about the amount of fucks given, and fucks about those withheld. Over time, the girl grew lopsided. Her limbs heavy with all the fucks she insisted on carrying around. Her mind and […]
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