Eloquence has long been a source of admiration and inspiration for me. Surely by accident, I have had moments in my music and my writings, but I continue to seek a more predictable ability in this regard. A TV program about the Blarney stone peaked my interest…
The legend, as I understand it, involves a lawyer wanting to win a case by the power of his speaking and some kind of chick goddess who told him to kiss a stone that would give him the eloquence he lacked. Legend says it worked…
Recently, I kissed a rock in my backyard, hoping for a similar enlightening experience. So far, I am guessing the chick goddess has long since retired to one of those god places, or perhaps, I picked the wrong rock. I have tried several others…
I have not lost hope… eh)))