A Tribute to Madonna

'Life is a mystery/everyone must stand alone/I hear you call my name/and it feels like...home."

I love Madonna. I always have. With every new incarnation, I love her more.
I love that she crosses the line, takes risks that would sabotage most careers but somehow put her back on top, and yes, I even love her music.

'This is who I am/you can like it or not/ you can love me or leave me/aint' never gonna stop.'

But what I really love about Madonna is that she does not buy in to the myth of the self. She knows that we are all in constant flux, and the only way to be ones true self is to acknowledge that a static true self does not exist. She is not afraid to fully invest in an image, a persona, a worldview - and then change. She lets herself shatter only to rebuild a new, stronger and perhaps contradictory self a few years later. She fully commits and does not waver. She understands that the self is totalizing, and that what we often think of as our core, essence or foundation is about as eternal and lasting as sandcastles in a tsunami.

Or so I would think she thinks.


`Don't go for second best baby, put your love to the test.'



'There are no shortcuts to being Madonna.'






I don't know if Madge wears a pink bathrobe, but I don't have a kimono, leotard or boxing costume.