Life is a bit musical. It has been said that music calms the savage beast. Perhaps music is what we need for our politician’s deliberations. I have observed that I feel much better when listening to some of my favorite music. My two favorites are Classical and Jazz. It is hard to disagree with your opponent when you are immersed in jazz. Jazz is innovation and hearing your inner tune and then displaying it for all to enjoy. Jazz is being yourself. Symphony relies completely on the cooperation of each musician. There is no room for a star in the show…each performer comprises the star which is the orchestra. Within these two musical art forms is the story of humankind. We are all unique individuals who must not only represent ourselves but be appreciated for our place on the stage of life while at the same time, we must come together and compromise to produce a heavenly sound…

Maine has music all of its own. That is why we keep going back. The melody is magical and mysterious. Sailing on the vast ocean reminds me of the unfathomability of our existence. The screech of the bald eagle was God calling out…Good Morning Friends… The lighthouses were the eyes of heaven upon us and lighting our way. On one of our last Maine Dinners at the Taste Of Maine…a man and what appeared to be his sons serenaded us while we enjoyed the delicious fresh seafood. The cool breeze wafted over us as we enjoyed our seats on the deck next to the ocean. The sun was setting. The sea birds were flying about preparing for bed…and all was right with the world…a lullaby of Maine…