Love Letter 11

I love you. I’ve been trying to figure it out; is it the love of a fan? I don’t know, I think it’s got to be more than that. I mean I love Bruce, or Joni and Jarrett knocks me out. I’ll sit and listen to them for hours and hours. But with you the quality of connection is different. It’s because when you play the guitar every ounce of creative love you can draw upon comes gushing out. You work really hard to be sure. You have a lot of talent of course. You love the instrument , sure. But you also love the people. Oh my God . . . I’m not sure I’ve ever heard someone live out his unique gift to the cosmos so clearly. It’s magic; you know there have been moments when it has literally taken my pain away. What can you say to someone who does that because he knows Spirit is calling him to do it? Thanks and love; that’s what I have to offer you.

Love, Sam