Moved by the Spirit of a Song

Many times of in our lives we hit a wall, a moment of weakness and vulnerability or a state of temporary depression or loneliness. Yet somehow we recover. We find something of comfort to take us back to that place of happiness or contentment. It is those non-material values that we lock away in the memory box in our heads that we reserve for those specific moments.

Life moves fast so taking it in can be overwhelming. I have a little habit or game I play when I take a road trip. I bring a pad and write down all the weird, unusual, funny, sad, sentimental or just bizarre things or events during the trip. After I return home, we read the list and reflect on truly how amazing that adventure was instead of summarizing it to ten hours on the road and a few statues and museums. Life is everywhere. It is the farms and cows on the side of the road in Indiana, the amazing homemade chili at a road side diner in Wyoming, it is the first view of the Chicago skyline, it is the desert ride from Los Angeles to Las Vegas and seeing all the things that are on the cover of the Sheryl Crow CD, the hundreds of billboards for “South of the Border” (that end up being more exciting than the site), the over friendly locals in the south, smell of dew on a cold Minnesota morning or a warm rainfall in Seattle.

Wow, I managed to get off on a tangent without actually initially getting to my point. That is impressive.

One of my boxed memories that puts me back in my good place is American Tune. A newly discovered classic by Paul Simon that takes a very personal look at his life and expands it out to the unimaginable depth and magnitude of our being. It is a song that when you close your eyes you feel something very strong and individualized within you.

I want to share one of my simple inspirations with you:

American Tune – By Paul Simon

Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I’m all right, I’m all right
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
or driven to its knees
but it’s all right, it’s all right
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
road we’re traveling on
I wonder what’s gone wrong
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was crying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hours
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it’s alright, it’s all right, it’s all right
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest

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