john lennon wrote/sang, life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans [from beautiful boy]. last night was the juxtaposition of the difficult and lovely versions of that sentiment. from my post on MSM:
i just got home from the matt’s promise event, and it was an amazing night. i’m fortunate and thankful that i was able to attend and learn more about this organization. admittedly, i’d not heard of it prior to the announcement that john was going to be playing at the fundraiser, but after tonight, i know i want to be more involved with MP. in a nutshell, MP was founded when matt was battling stage 4 colon cancer in 2004. he knew that he wanted to lessen and ideally eliminate the struggles faced by children with life-threatening illnesses, and it hit close to home as one of his best friend’s children, 10-year-old charley, has duchenne muscular dystrophy. the funds raised by MP are responsible for fostering tremendous advancements in the treatment of DMD.
i wish i could fully articulate the vibe that was in the room of a thousand people tonight. it was so evident that everyone cared deeply for the cause and i could feel the positivity everywhere. that sounds so hippie-ish, but that’s the best way to describe it.
there were 14 lots auctioned, including a JM-related one that went for $25,000. awesomely, that was not the highest grossing lot of the night.
i really enjoyed john’s set. we were all seated at tables but everyone stood up when he came out to play, which i didn’t expect. sure, there were people talking throughout the set, but the crowd was quite enthusiastic. i am exhausted, but here’s the setlist as i remember it [probably slightly out of order]:
no such thing
half of my heart [with harmonica. love it.]
slow dancing [with sledgehammer lyrics at the end. over the summer i knew i heard him tease this but i could NOT remember which song he paired it with.]
stop this train [incredibly poignant and emotional for everyone.]
something like olivia
free fallin’ [with a musical tease i knew but could not place]
daughters [with somebody’s baby tease]
waiting on the world to change
[all songs solo acoustic!]
john played for an hour and seemed to be in great spirits, and i’m glad he’s recording now. i can’t wait to hear the new album once it’s finished!
please check out matt’s promise!
myself [this is the closest i can come to reblogging myself. i was inspired to post this by the photoset that’s floating around from this event.]
The higher your unit goes up, the harder you are to please. If you were to sit at the blackjack table with $1,000 and win $10, chances are you’ll ignore it unless it happens 50 more times in pretty good succession, when maybe you’ll think about getting up and calling yourself a winner. This is the reason gamblers bet according to their unit. Professional blackjack books say the proper betting amount is determined by the starting bank divided by 30, which in the case of $1,000 would be $33.33 a bet.
Oh, one question left to answer. What is your unit? If you remember how many dinners and movies and tanks of gas and iPhone apps $1000 can but you, your unit is probably going to be $25, as in “I have 40 chances to win.” If you were to plop down at the table after a night of losing $50,000 and taking your last $1,000 out of the ATM, your unit isn’t going to be the same. It’s not going to be $25. It’s probably not even $100 or even $1000 for that matter. The unit is probably far too big to achieve any success worth appreciating given the relatively small amount of each bet.
I think the same question is true in the case of happiness: what’s your unit? If you take a look at everything around you, can you see how much there is to be happy about? And if you’re coming up short, could it be because you’re thinking in units that are too big for your bank? Seeing the things that matter to you as smaller and more abundant is a difficult task once you’ve visualized them as indefinably large and hard to count, but in the end, you’ll get more bang for your buck. —
What’s Your Unit? (via jhnmyr May 2, 2010)
Thank you Julia for the reminder:)
If you wanna be free you’ve gotta go it alone and if you wanna go home you’ve gotta build your own,
Cuz you’ll never find what you’re looking for til you open the door to the sweet unknown.— John Mayer, Berklee Clinic 2011