Bonding cont. “A House Is Not A Home”, Bill Evans, SO beautiful.

Here is a perfect example of the bonding I was talking about that tugs at everyone’s romantic heart strings.  But in the end??  I don’t know.  It is an absolutely beautiful song though…my favorite I think.

 

 

By Burt Bacharach & Hal David
A chair is still a chair
Even when there’s no one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there’s no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss good night
A room is still a room
Even when there’s nothing there but gloom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your face appears
But it’s just a crazy game
When it ends, it ends in tears
Darling, have a heart
Don’t let one mistake keep us apart
I’m not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there still in love with me
I’m not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there still in love with me
Songwriters: Burt Bacharach / Hal David
A House Is Not A Home lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

There Will Be Rest

There Will Be Rest- Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

There will be rest, and sure stars shining over the rooftops crowned with snow, A reign of rest, serene forgetting, The music of stillness holy and low. I will make this world of my devising Out of a dream in my lonely mind. I shall find the crystal of peace, – above me Stars I shall find.

I recommend closing your eyes and listening to this.  I find it to be meditative.

 

Bill Evans, “My Foolish Heart”

 

 

“My Foolish Heart” by Ned Washington
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware, my foolish heart
How white, the ever constant moon
Take care, my foolish heart

There’s a line between love and fascination
That’s hard to see, on an evening such as this
For they both give the very same sensation
When you’re lost in the magic of a kiss

Her lips, are much too close to mine
Beware, my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine
Then let the fire start

For this time, it isn’t fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It’s love this time, it’s love my foolish heart
My foolish heart

For this time, it isn’t fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It’s love this time, it’s love my foolish heart

My foolish heart
My foolish heart
Poor foolish heart

The Secret of Life…

This is my personal theme song in every way.  Love it!

“Secret O’ Life” by James Taylor

The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.
Any fool can do it, there ain’t nothing to it.
Nobody knows how we got to the top of the hill.
But since we’re on our way down, we might as well enjoy the ride.The secret of love is in opening up your heart.
It’s okay to feel afraid, but don’t let that stand in your way.
Cause everyone knows that love is the only road.
And since we’re only here for a while, might as well show some style. Give us a smile.

Isn’t it a lovely ride? Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it’s just a lovely ride.

Now the thing about time is that time isn’t really real.
It’s just your point of view, how does it feel for you?
Einstein said he could never understand it all.
Planets spinning through space, the smile upon your face, welcome to the human race.

Some kind of lovely ride. See me sliding down, I’ll be gliding down.
Try not to try too hard, it’s just a lovely ride.
Isn’t it a lovely ride? Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it’s just a lovely ride.
The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.

Silent Night-Gorgeous Arrangement

 

I don’t know if I feel immense joy or the tail end of some small grief when I listen to this.  Sometimes it’s the same thing in this life. What I do know is that Nature and its turnings are so beautiful and heal everything. In its ice and frigid wind, in the heat of the sun and dry sand, the eruption of inner volcanoes and burning fires, it always changes like our hearts, like our children, like our lives.  What a ride. Enjoy!

Esperanza Spalding

 

This is a gorgeous song written and performed by Esperanza.  Have a listen.

I was taking a break tonight from reading my new book, “Synchronicity”, decided to go pick up a snack.  I was in the dark car and felt like playing with serendipity and not actually “choose” the CD there in the dark.  I reached for whatever and popped this in.  I skipped forward, driving along, and it landed on this song that I hadn’t listened to for a year and a half.

I got as far as the next street and realized the last time I listened to this was when my mate Michael was alive, a year ago.  He was on life support a year ago from March 2nd-March 13th, 2016 for pneumonia.

We had planned on getting married, totally enjoyed each others company, never fought (seriously), laughed all the time and were in love.  Sure there were a few hitches but not many!  We were both convinced we were twin flames; two peas in a pod.

Yeah, that pod exploded when Michael died within fifteen minutes of walking out my front door.  I got him to the ER in a matter of 10 minutes, he got wheeled into the ER, passed out and stopped breathing five minutes later.  He never regained consciousness.  His lungs gave out that quickly.  The rest of the story is in the book I wrote about the synchronicity in my life, not all around death of course.

As I listened to this song, I remembered back to all the thoughts and feelings I had planning my future with Michael, now gone.  But I never really heard or processed the part about “the dream” because when I knew Michael I couldn’t relate to it.  I always wondered about the meaning though.  Now I know the meaning.

They say if you die in a dream, you die in real life.

Well I just died in your arms, lost in your eyes.

And I know this must be a dream, cause I feel I could fly to heaven.

They say if you live in a dream you’re hopelessly lost.

But this ain’t a silly ole’dream, our paths have crossed

And maybe I’m hopelessly lost but somehow I managed to find…

heaven.

Where was I, feeling this song and these words tonight?  With him or here in my life on Earth?   Michael did find “heaven”.  I’m still here. but Michael is still with me.  I can feel it when he’s here, so part of “the other dimension” is with me.

I’m convinced that our minds and hearts can be aware of other dimensions no matter where we are.  Tonight it was in my face.  My mind literally could feel being between dimensions.  Synchronicity adjusts time and takes us wherever our minds want to be.

Just now, I heard him say, “I love you baby”.

 

 

Instead of watching the Inaugural…

I ratcheted up the volume and sang and followed the lyrics to R.E.M. “Ignoreland” just to get it out for two minutes.  How long has this been going on?  I’m trying to imagine how the hippies who were born in the 50’s are feeling.  I was born in 1963 and we still had all kinds of reasons to resist, and did.  I’m doing inner anarchy with love now and it’s changed my life and others lives.  I think it happens one person at a time.  It seems like a slow slog but patience is a virtue.  Keep your own peace.