Brazilian Heart / May 2012

“If you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Follow your bliss and don’t be afraid, and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.” Joseph Campbell.

Photo taken at Fontenelle Forest by the Missouri River in Omaha, Nebraska.


On May 31st will be the first time I’ll have a whole 5 minutes (!) to explain and convince the California Presenters that my new project entitled “Heart to Heart – An Open Letter to Brasil” is a great buy! They usually pick 1 or 2 artists out of ten. 

I’ve been nurturing this project for a long time, and sometimes I ask myself why now.  Well, I know why. It all happened after a one-week spiritual experience last year.

SHOW

June 2^nd at 5pm  @ LACMA

Guest singer with “Falso Baiano” Band - CD release show, featuring Ami Molineli on percussion, Zack Pitt-Smith on reeds, Brian Moran on 7-string guitar, Jesse Appelman on mandolin/bandolim.  I’m grateful for your invitation. Obrigada.

http://www.lacma.org/event/grupo-falso-balanohttp://www.lacma.org/event/grupo-falso-balano

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PALj7zupZV0http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PALj7zupZV0

Back in Los Angeles after singing with Viver Brasil Dance Company on our second East Coast Tour that took us to Maryland, NY, Wisconsin, Iowa and Nebraska.

Part of Viver Brasil Dance Company outside Omaha Airport: Rachel, Vera, Nikki, Kahlil, Kana, Rick, Linda, Derf, Shelby, Katiana, Keyan, Katia and Cynthia.

Below is the poem I wrote after visiting Malcolm X’s birthplace in Omaha.

MALCOLM

They said there was nothing there.

My heart sank,

Puzzled I was of such simple words.

Not convinced, I insisted on seeing with my own eyes.

I was right.

The tall weeds protected the land

And dressed the abandoned skeletons 

Of the garden of gardens.

The grass smiled at me

With its Frida Kahlo's skulls faces.

In those few acres

Some folks left a message planted in the dirt.

I sighed

Content, for I had seen his name on a street sign,

Saddened, for his words were silence to his own people.

FOR YOU:

My impatience went away after I watched the video below. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQQ3BdjCc4I&feature=share%27%2C%29http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQQ3BdjCc4I&feature=share%27%2C%29

Peace and Joy!
With gratitude,

Katia : )