What happens when you play an old tune? For me it can open pages from past perfect moments. It can ignite embers still smoldering in the dark spaces of a long lost remembrance and fill your soul with a song; a song that can linger on your senses like the mist of a mornings day in Provence or the gentle gurgling of a mountain spring at midday in a forest green in Idyllwild; perhaps a sunset in Florence, or why not forever in Paris. It can also take you places not accessible by mere mortal means.
Today I played a tune made popular by the Beatles in 1965 "In My Life" and my mind was immediately flooded with a myriad of emotions; to steal a phrase "there are places I remember all my life - with lovers and friends I can still recall". To have such memories can be an overwhelming joy and comfort; not to have them would mean that they never existed, and that would truly be a tragedy.
So once again I find myself stirring embers on a cold and sullen spring day morning in Chicago; embers that will both warm me and hold me secure until the later day sun can take on the mantle and bring me to its renewal.
Because we are creatures of the earth there is a bond we share with both micro and macrocosm, and that is our ability to feel and to love. How great is that! What would life be like I wonder if my senses were not with me. The answer is of course there would be no life and I know that I would not want to exist either.
As John Lennon once said "In my life I've loved them all ..."
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