It's funny how things happen.  I love conceptual ideas like the Butterfly Effect and Fate.  I don't know about you, but I am always trying to find the meaning in everything.  I hope that comes from a desire to learn and a yearning to be a present witness in my own life and times....most the time I think it's because most things just don't make sense...not unless you choose to let them maybe....not unless you just let go and choose to believe....in yourself...in others...in faith...in fate....
I don't know....I just don't know.

What I do know is that a month ago a young woman who lives half way across the world in Hungary said that she was going to come to the concert on November 7th here in L.A.  She, along with so many people from everywhere have somehow come to know each other in ways that I have no words for.  Friendships have evolved through this common thread of random ME and a dedication to MY dreams, hours of creativity and mindless spreading of the word, building fan sites and posting thoughts and links and pics and music to anyone who would listen.  Somehow when I clear my mind of the madness, and I just pause and look real close....I see that my dreams have in fact come true.  Sure I'm broke and struggle and the Hollywood Bowl has still not called me about my appearance during the 2010 summer season with the 50 piece philharmonic behind me...sure I haven't sat in the greenroom of the tonight show melting away in fear and blessings getting ready to sing "The Line"on T.V. for millions.....sure, your local radio station isn't blasting Alive and Screaming...sure, I am only seeing Brandi Carlile tomorrow night and not opening for her.....there are so many goals I have, so much I hope for and believe this is all heading towards.  But in truth, I am honored and thankful beyond this thought of the day for all of you who take the time and risk of letting a piece of me in you.

Anyhow, I'm a little dramatic today, sorry (you know who you are, go ahead and make fun of me!)....my point was, Brigi flying across the world for this show sparked others, others from NYC and Seattle and Chicago and on and on to somehow decide that after all this time, they were all going to come out to L.A. for the show.  Without announcement or my knowledge I kept getting word, even about my own Mom and Dad and Sister and Aunt, that all these people might be coming together for this weekend.......So, in my brevity (ha) I couldn't help but to think that if I didn't say anything, to that one person who wants to take that leap and do something spur of the moment and crazy, to decide to come and be a part of this, well, then this weekend in November would have somehow not fulfilled its fateful and unplanned promise.  If you decide to come, from wherever you may be, please let the ladies of the Jake Walden Fan page know so they can help you out with Hotels and such.  On Sunday, the day after the show I am planning a gathering (site to be determined) where we can all spend the day, where long awaited words can be spoken and eyes can can finally meet...where people from all over who have made my life purposeful can come and get their hug and maybe just maybe let me spot them in the crowd where you will know that one line was just for you.


Peace, be you,
Jake