bryanjazz

It has been a long time since I've been back to California. The 49th Annual Monterey Jazz Festival is what brings me here. I flew into Los Angeles on Wednesday, and drove up to Monterey on Thursday. The drive was great. Living on the East Coast for the past 15 years, it was nice to re-view how beautiful California really is, especially once you emerge from the metropoli of Southern Cal. Before going to the festival on Friday night, my cousins and I spent the day driving around Pebble Beach and the Del Monte Forest and Point Lobos State Reserve on the Monterey Peninsula. "Breathtaking" is, in my view, an inacurate word to desrcibe such beauty. For it is more like breathing anew: each time I am in such a place, I sense each breath as an infusion of Spirit, a reminder not only of beauty in the world, but of the beauty of my own being.
To combine such visual beauty with the aural tapestries of jazz for the weekend, is indeed, enjoying the sweetness in life.

(*listening to Alice Coltrane's "Om Supreme" from Eternity)