edith caught finley’s virus – her fever keeps spiking and she can’t seem to feel better. plum and i are both teetering with it, and i’m tired.
it’s a change of seasons, tom petty died, and the deadliest massacre in recent us history just occurred.
i wrote a post this morning discussing my feelings regarding gun violence in this country, but it’s a little too raw and unedited to share yet. i’m going to sit with it and then circle back.
but i want to keep my heart open.
when i’m tired, and my spirit is sore, and my head is achy, music does this for me – keeps my heart open. you know, music. songs. the ones that carry something spiritual and infuse you.
your songs may be different from my songs.
i invite you to explore yours – open hearts are the way to heal and change a hurting family; open hearts are the way in.
a while back i wrote a little post about things i hated that you loved. james taylor happened to be on this list.
this has been my steady m.o.- hating james taylor. who am i if i don’t scoff at his songs?
but you know what? we can change.
or, rather, we can wake up to what was already there.
thanks james! & please forgive me. this song of yours is everything for me right now.