hooked on a feeling...

I love karaoke. A self proclaimed music junkie...I can handle pretty much anything from Bon Jovi to Britney. I love that no matter how many times you get up there and belt out "Proud Mary" the voice you hear in your shower jam sessions every day still sounds alien and unfamiliar in front of a packed house...even if they DO have their beer goggles on. No matter how confident you seem, inside you are a basket case-full of butterflies and the dark unknown. BUT! No matter how small you feel when they call out your name and you step up to the microphone...at the end of that song you are a rockstar. Madonna has NOTHING on you. It doesn't matter if you can't carry a tune in a bucket. There is always unbiased love and acceptance when you are on that stage. Its easy to believe in blue skies and butterflies when every person in the room cheers you on. So I am starting an experiment; 60 days of kindness. I want that love to spill out of the karaoke bar and my brain into every day life. Can you imagine the wonderful things a person could achieve if they were properly encouraged? Maybe it will make the world a little more spectacular. We shall see.