Lots of stuff going on in my life. I find myself just swirling in the fog. I am traveling thru unknown roads, once in a while getting off at the wrong exit in life. And even though I have to find my way back onto the path intended, sometimes it feels that I am not getting anywhere. That is until I saw this video!
Very inspiring and uplifting video!. Its called “My stroke of insight” by Jill Bolte Taylor.
Every road traveled in life is a choice – every moment I have the choice of how my day will go. I can choose to be down and blame my circumstances OR I can choose to live my life empowered.
So I choosing an enpowering life. Accepting it how it is and how it is not.
Check out this video! It is truly inspiring to live life to the fullest. We all strive to find our purpose in life & create a legacy to leave behind. Sometimes we have divine inspiration to do so. Other times our hand is forced, as is the story of Randy Pausch – or maybe that was divine inspiration.
The message is don’t wait till you know you are dying to make a difference in the world. Create your legacy & live life like there is no tomorrow.
The past is gone. Tomorrow we know not, all we have is today…”
A hauntingly beautiful song by Caroline Lavelle! As I listen to this song I am drawn to a moment of pure clarity. The music, the words, the melancholic melody puts me in a dream state and I just melt away into the words. I am pulled in & even to the point of being absorbed by the words. I feel her emotion and even feel the anger that gave life to her words.
The sea it freezes over…. to trap the light And I’m in love with being in love and you were never quite the one. in Gerda’s eyes, fragments of what you’ve become and all the moths that fly at night believe electric light is bright you are not worthy.”
I love to dig into a song’s lyrics to find its meaning. I love to know what story inspired the creation of the song. So needless to say “in Gerda’s eyes, fragments of what you’ve become” really caught my attention.
This is a reference to Hans Christian Andersen’s story “The Snow Queen.” In the story Gerda is a little girl that goes to the end’s of the world to recapture Kay’s love. Kay was enchanted by a witch’s spell. (Read more about the spell)
Once upon a time there was a wicked sprite, indeed he was the most mischievous of all sprites. This sprite had created a mirror where all that was good and beautiful when it was reflected therein, to look poor and mean… One day the mirror shattered into million little pieces hardly so large as a grain of sand. And each piece has as much power as the original mirror. Kay catches one in his eye and in his heart and is turn cold as ice.
Gerda goes to the end’s of the world to save Kay from the evil “spell” he is under & to recapture his love. Kay is blind to the world around him and sees nothing. His heart is frozen over, does not remember Gerda & feels nothing for no one. Gerda gives up everything in her life to save Kay.
Her warm tears can cause roses to grow from soil that was once frozen over, but cannot find Kay to unfreeze him. Finally when she does find him and is able to free him from the spell, they return home to find that the years have past them by and she has lost much more then she thought.
Fragment of what Kay has become under the spell – in love with the Snow Queen and no memory of Gerta. He is blinded to the world around him and sees nothing. His heart is frozen over, does not feel Gerda’s love & feels nothing for no one. Gerda gives up everything in her life to search for and save Kay. Her “warm tears” can cause roses to grow from soil that was once frozen over, but cannot find Kay to unfreeze him.
Finally when she does find him and is able to warm his heart and break the spell, they return home to find that the years have past them by and she has lost much more then she thought. In recapturing Kay and his love, she has lost it all!
“you are not worthy, you are not worthy”
So in the song, the writer sees herself as Gerda – in love with the idea of Love and has given everything up for this ideal. Her realization that giving up everything, even her ‘self’ for him – is what she is questioning. Now in her mind is he “worthy” of her love? The story leaves you wondering – what the future holds for them, we do not know. Is he ever going to be capable of loving her as profoundly as she does him?
Will he ever be free from the ‘spell’ he is under….
Her pain & disappointment is strong & I’m feeling it all! This struck a chord with me. I felt as if she was speaking to me. This seems to be a re-occurring theme for me. It is what the old man in my “Bella Mercedes” story and in my “Foolish Old Man” story are doing. Am I too wrapped up in what I’ve lost, that I let the world just pass me by?
I am so wrapped up in my business. Paying bills, making my business grow, making my life work; grieving my lost ones, that I do not see Mercy’s moments of hope (tears). Am I too frozen over for her warm tears – capable of thawing roses frozen over by a harsh winter – it may not be capable of reaching me. How am I going to be worthy??
This song is haunting, spellbinding and beautiful – just beautiful in it’s message!
It has been a few months since I’ve written on this blog. See in August my mother passed away. I miss her a lot and I’m always thinking about her. But this morning I woke up with this song in my head. I don’t know why but I guess it has something to do with how my relationship with my sisters has been lately.
Don’t get me wrong! It is not that its bad! only disconnected. We don’t talk much except the superficial “hi, how are the kids” kinda calls. Since my mother’s death, we have not been as close as it used to be. I guess I miss how we were. My sisters & I are not as connected. I guess each one of us is dealing with her death in our own ways. But deep in my heart, I fear that we will never have that again. She was the matriarch of our family and she was the force that kept us together. We got together to visit with our mother. She always travelled back & forth between Ecuador & here. She would stay for a couple of months & then go back. She did this a few times a year.
Since she left we don’t really get together much anymore. So accepting the reality that things may never be the way they were, is hard.
James Taylor’s – Shower the People You Love with Love inspires me to create unity in my family ANYWAY!! No matter what the circumstance may look like.
Just taking it on – no reasons or justifications – just because I want it to exist!!
So I share this song:
(M3u)video & lyrics so that you can be inspired as well.
“You can play the game and you can act out the part Though you know it wasn’t written for you But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart Ashamed of playing the fool One thing can lead to another; it doesn’t take any sacrifice Oh, father and mother,and sister and brother if it feels nice, don’t think twice (yes)
Shower the people you love with love Show them the way that you feel Things are gonna be just fine if you only will(do as i say, yeah) Shower the people you love with love Show them the way that you feel Things are gonna be much better if you only will
You can run but you cannot hide This is widely known And what you plan to do with your foolish pride When you’re all by yourself alone Once you tell somebody the way that you feel You can feel it beginning to ease I think it’s true what they say about the squeaky wheel Always getting the grease.
Better to shower the people you love with love (Yes and) show them the way that you feel (I know) Things are gonna be just fine if you only will (what I’d like to do to you) Shower the people you love with love Show them the way you feel Things are gonna be much better if you only will
Shower the people you love with love Show them the way that you feel
They say in every life They say the rain must fall Just like the pouring rain Make it rain Make it rain Love, love, love is sunshine oh Make it rain Love, love, love is sunshine yeah Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody.”
– James Taylor
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Vivid dreams that intrigue – or – just torment. Written thoughts that open doors & open minds, allowing me to see the truth hiding in the shadows. "A dream which is not interpreted is like a letter which is not read." — The Talmud