My husband Michael and I danced to “I Saw the Light” after I got home from a trip where I saw the light at Disney World, the gorgeous islands off the Southeast coast of Georgia, and (unexpectedly) a Georgia hospital after I had a TIA.
During a long and restorative walk in my neighborhood yesterday, I Saw the Light.
For me, I Saw the Light means that I’m in the moment, observing the beauty surrounding me, and realizing again an important lesson I learned when I was young: life is short and every day is precious.
I Saw the Light when I was capturing all these other images for today’s blog post.
On this precious day when people might be talking like pirates while eating butterscotch pudding, what does “I saw the light” mean to you?
I saw the light while gathering expressions of gratitude for all those who have helped me see the light, including YOU!
Today’s title is inspired by many things, including today’s Daily Bitch Calendar.
I may be the only one who says how that is an example of a cognitive distortion, because chances are that SOMEBODY has said that. At this point in my life, it’s hard to believe that no one has ever said anything, which is my way of saying that there might be nothing new under the sun in terms of what people communicate.
Stephen Sondheim, however, said things in his lyrics that people seldom say, like these lines from “The Ladies Who Lunch”:
So here’s to the girls on the go,
Look into their eyes
And you’ll see what they know:
When I first heard those lines in the 1970’s, I thought, “Stephen Sondheim is saying what no one ever says: ‘Everybody dies.'” And while other people have said it, nobody said it like Sondheim, who died the day after Thanksgiving.
I’m thinking about that line — “Everybody dies” — today because Michael Nesmith passed away yesterday.
No one (including me) ever says that “Everybody Dies” is a good title for this kind of blog, so I didn’t use it today. However, as we get older, “Everybody Dies” rings truer with each loss of somebody we loved.
And I did love Mike Nesmith and the Monkees.
Do you see what no one ever says in my other images for today?
I might assume that no one ever says “Let’s celebrate National Noodle Ring Day,” but I’m probably wrong.
Whether or not someone else says it, this is one of my vivid memories of the Monkees TV show, which seemed to include words that no one ever said before.
This next video includes what Mike and Davy said during their screen tests (which no one ever said during a tryout for a major TV show before).
No one ever says, I hope, that I don’t try to share relevant videos in my blog posts. Here’s another one:
Finally, no one ever says that I end these posts without expressing gratitude for those I appreciate, including YOU.
I’m very aware of the passage of time, as I took time to express in a therapy group exercise about time.
Are you very aware of the passage of time? Do you believe that you have all the time you need? Do you rush and get very anxious because of time? I’m very aware that the passage of time affects everybody.
I’m very aware of the passage of time in my other photos from yesterday.
I’m very aware that I notice more over the passage of time. What do you notice, during this very precious time?
I’m very aware of the passage of time that’s bringing me closer to the first Friday of the month, which means it’s time for me sing a new original song at a local Open Mic. I’m very aware that I need to choose between “Don’t Call Me” and “It’s Not Me.”
When I answered the second question in last night’s therapy group, I referenced a memorable scene from the TV show St. Elsewhere, where an old man, dying alone in the hospital, asks to be held by an orderly in the middle of the night. When the orderly lifted the man off the bed and held him in his arms as he passed, that mattered so much to me.
How might you answer those life-and-death questions? I hope you know your answers matter.
I wonder if there are any life-and-death matters in my photos from yesterday. Let’s see ….
He who steals my purse steals trash. ‘Tis something, nothing: ‘Twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands. A good reputation is the most valuable thing we have—men and women alike.
I took one other photo yesterday.
Is being calmer a matter of life and death?
Does this YouTube video about a St. Elsewhere cast reunion include matters of life and death?
I have some important matters to deal with today, including getting an INR blood test before I leave for Scotland tomorrow. But what matters most to me, here and now, is thanking all those who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — YOU.
I hope you use a window in time to leave a comment.
There’s no window in time like the present to express my appreciation to all who helped me create this window-in-time post and to you — of course! — for visiting me during this window in time, here and now.
Any thoughts or feelings about immortality? If you leave a comment, it will live forever in my heart.
Immortal thanks to Judy Garland, my handsome son Aaron, the Red Sox, the hospital where I work, piano karaoke, people who are so good and so caring and so close, and you — of course! — for reading this all-too-mortal post.