Today

September 18, 2016

dandelion, hot air balloon, magic

 

“Today is my moment and now is my story. I’ll laugh, I’ll cry, and I’ll sing.” ~ Randy Sparks

I spent today by myself, something I love to do. My life is filled with people I love and I wouldn’t trade my time with them for anything, but time alone is a treasure, too. Given a quiet house, I’ll read for a while and write for a while. The TV stays off and after a bit, I trade silence for music. Sometimes I play a wide mix, but often, I choose one particular artist. Today was a John Denver kind of day.

Ever since I was young and his songs were fresh, I’ve loved John Denver’s music. Yeah, I’m that cool. Give it time and I’m sure I’ll share a fat fistful of my favorites, even if I have to build my topics around the songs just to get ‘em in. There’s something truly lovely about his music. Through it, he shared some wonderful sentiments, but more than that, he shared his gift.

A few hours ago, my house was filled with Denver’s music. I popped my iPod into the player and ran through his songs. Then, like I did when I was a kid, I replayed the whole bunch. There’s magic in being surrounded by another’s gift, in soaking it in and letting it swell within you. There’s magic everywhere, we need only to open ourselves to being filled with it. When we surrender and allow it, the magic of our own gifts come forward too, and we are reminded that there is nothing more precious than this day. Than this moment.

As I listened to the words (and you know, sang along), I let go of something that’d been gnawing at me for a few days. I released the tension that comes from dwelling in yesterday and freed myself from thoughts of how it might impact tomorrow. I was present, in the moment, and in the magic. And suddenly, all was well.

Wishing you well today.

Warmly,

Beth

 

 

 

 

C’mon, sing along. You know you want to.

Today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
‘Ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today

I’ll be a dandy, and I’ll be a rover
You’ll know who I am by the songs that I sing
I’ll feast at your table, I’ll sleep in your clover
Who cares what the morrow will bring

Today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
‘Ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today

I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glory
I can’t live on promises winter to spring
Today is my moment, now is my story
I’ll laugh, I’ll cry, and I’ll sing

Today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
‘Ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today

Today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
‘Ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today

~*~*~*~

now go find music that speaks to you today

 

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13 Comments

  1. Reply

    Deborah

    I was in a class last Spring and the instructor said, “you know, what you listen to on your way to work every morning will set the tone for your day”. Being in the habit of turning on the German radio station and listening to the morning news hoping to familiarize myself a little more with the language I’d get to school totally wound up. That evening I went and pulled out my coveted book of CDs and started singing my way down the B13 every morning. Arriving at work in a much better frame of mind.
    Every word you wrote rings true, whether I’m rockin’ and rollin’ or singing the blues, purging the feelings evoked is so worth it.

    1. Reply

      Beth

      Music really is transformational, isn’t it? It can energize us, calm us, help us to purge sadness, and get us on our feet. The hubs starts almost every day with a dose of the morning news (and he finishes many days with the evening news). I start with quiet and then music and often reverse it at night–music and then quiet.

      At the daycare, we have a daily dance party (sometimes several a day). Crabby kids become happy, laughing kids. Overtired, wired babies calm and ready for sleep. Magical.

      As much as I love books, if I could have only reading or music, I’d choose music.

  2. Reply

    Julie

    Anne’s song was one of my favorites that John Denver did, I love the fact that you and I could spend time together listening to music and both of us would love the artist and the songs, that is rare. He is one of my favorites as well as Don Williams. <3

    1. Reply

      Beth

      You and I could definitely share playlists, Jul! Annie’s Song is beautiful. My favorite of his is Poems, Prayers, and Promises, which is one of my favorite songs by anyone, ever.

      And Don Williams? The BEST. Through the years, we went to see him every time we could. I love his music, and his concerts were especially wonderful. He’d invite everyone to sing along, and pretty much everyone always did. There were these whole concert halls filled with people–strangers–all singing together. Beautiful. We always left his shows feeling incredible. Connected. I bought tickets for one of his shows this past spring, but the next day he cancelled the remainder of his tour and had hip surgery. He’s retired before and come back out of retirement, but this time, I think he’s actually done performing. He certainly deserves his rest, but it makes me a little sad to know that we’ll never again sit and sing with him.

  3. Reply

    Malcolm Campbell

    I used to listen to non-vocal music while I wrote. I’d pick a song that somehow felt linked to the writing and it help keep the rest of the world away–mainly yesterday and tomorrow. The music works even if one isn’t writing.

    1. Reply

      Beth

      I sometimes write to instrumental music too, Malcolm. That and a snoring dog. 😀

  4. Reply

    Jo Heroux

    Music. I am not one who often has music on. I don’t crave it, I’ve gone months without simply listening to music of any kind other than the music on TV. And yet, I find when I’m struggling with my mind to calm it for any reason at all, it is music that gets me there. It is often Elvis or my dear friend Doil Smith who has shared a handful of CDs with me, but it can be anything mellow.
    Thinking on this, I realize that music is as much my mental stabilizer as writing is and therefore, I often combine them.
    I also like to dance and music makes that easier.
    Oh and John Denver…excellent choice.

    1. Reply

      Beth

      “I also like to dance and music makes that easier.” That made me smile. I have this picture of you in my head now, dancing without music. 🙂

      Our minds can only really be in one place at a time, so music is an ideal way to take us out of our current thoughts and into someplace better. Sometimes even the saddest music is the way to go. Dig right into the depths of our already disheartened state, feel it down to our toes, and get it out. Bottled up anything isn’t good, and music is a great tool to pop the cork.

  5. Reply

    Jay Lawson

    I do that on the drive to work every morning, and when I clean each Sunday. When I clean, I usually just turn on Pandora though. I have a station which I’ve fine tuned over the years and it plays all of the music I love.

    It’s Sunday today. 🙂

    1. Reply

      Beth

      Yay for Sundays! I blast music while I clean. It makes the work much more pleasant (and helps me zip right through it, too). 😀

  6. Reply

    Tammy Minnis

  7. Reply

    Tammy Minnis

    1. Reply

      Beth

      I love his music. My favorite of his is this:

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