the old gardener's prayer says, "you are nearer God's heart in a garden than anywhere else on earth". not hard to believe when one gets to spend the weekend weeding, digging, planting, tending and getting one's hands in the soil. frees the mind. i got to be barbara goode for two days and it felt wonderful.
alas all the relaxed contemplation of working the soil in sunshine and showers was not enough to stave off the incredible stress that is monday. it's on days like these i wish i knew how to kick box. my plans to blog last night with the still untold story of the strange and mystical spookiness of a night out in dublin a week ago were put aside to do something i haven't had to do in quite awhile - rocking out in the kitchen until the tunes broke my spirit and had me celebrating again. they are like old friends - i know which ones i need to go to - to provide a soundtrack that moves from reflecting my angry and sore state of mind to encouraging a better state of being.
tuesday is better and frou frou's Let Go has proved to be track of the day, not for the first time.
Drink up baby down - Are you in or are you out? - Leave your things
behind - 'Cause it's all going off without you - Excuse me too busy - you're writing a
tragedy - These mess-ups - You bubble-wrap - When you've no idea what you're like
So, let go - Jump in - Oh well, what you waiting for? - It's all right - 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown - So, let go - Just get in - Oh, it's so amazing here - It's all right - 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
It gains the more it gives - And then advances with the form - So, honey, back for more - Can't you see that all the stuff's essential? - Such boundless pleasure - We've no time for later - Now you can wait - You roll your eyes - We've twenty seconds to comply
So, let go - Jump in - Oh well, what you waiting for? - It's alright - 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown - So, let go - Just get in - Oh, it's so amazing here - It's all right - 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
tonight at tuesday group we'll talk about jonah in the belly of the whale and aim to be surprised by the resonance it may yet hold now that we're all grown up and don't believe in bizarre and miraculous fairytales. we've all got a whale somewhere in our story.
hello to jude, padraig, annie, pip, trevor, nathan, andrea. thank you for your constancy. it's got nothing to do with how little or often we speak - you are always in my conversations. and when i rock out on the tiled floor it's you that i'm dancing with. and you look damn fine when you shimmy and shake let me tell you.
listening to "burn the maps" as i munch on my salad. gonna take a "moment".
blessings and love, as ever
community . . . being bubble wrap.