Shelly Bell

Shelly Bell

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http://www.iamshellybell.com
Alexandria, VA
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To merely refer to North Carolina native and Alexandria, VA resident Shelly Bell as a curious and talented consumer of life’s most positive energies would only tell half of the story. An award-winning poet, as well as a songwriter and published author, her diversity of skills allow her to expertly navigate the space between performance and journalism. Excelling as a truly dynamic force in local, national and now international media, her work as spoken-word poet has led to her serving as an Arts Commissioner for the City of Alexandria ,VA, current position as Director of the Seven City Art Society, LLC and also being a BMI accredited songwriter.

Furthermore, her evocative, forthright and conversational writing style is now showcased on Washington, DC/New York, NY based hipster mega-blog Brightest Young Things, internationally respected hip-hop cultural site BrooklynBodega,com, portal for Free – the former 106 and Park host and current FM radio personality - freesworld.com, DC area hip-hop site DCMumboSauce.com and Bell’s own RegretNothingWriteEverything.com. Shelly Bell is unquestionably an extraordinarily gifted artist mixing uncommon honesty with a populist style. Her unflinching desire to remain honest to herself and her aspiration makes her personal motto entirely true. “Regret nothing and write everything!”


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Posted 9 Years Ago


A Zen story concerns an elder monk in a Japanese monastery. The young novices were in awe of this man, not because he was severe with them, but because nothing ever seemed to upset him. A few of the young men decided to test the monk by devising a plan to scare him.
Early one dark winter morning, it was the monk's duty to carry tea to the Founders Hall. The young men hid in the alcove of a long and winding corridor near the entrance to the hall. Just as the monk passed, they rushed out screaming like crazy men. Without faltering a step, the monk continued walking on quietly, carefully carrying the tea. When he arrived at his destination he set down the tray, covered the tea bowl so no dust could fall into it and then fell back against the wall and cried out in shock "Oh-oh-oh!"
A Zen Master relating this story said, "There is nothing wrong with emotions. Only one must not let them carry one away, or interfere with what one is doing."

- Dick Sutphen in "The Oracle Within"