Time Glides By
Ironically, as tonight we end this period of HomeSongs4Life that took us through lockdown, I’m in lockdown. At least until we get the results for one of our household members who needed to take a Covid test yesterday.
C’est la vie. It’s always change, change, change.
From our tiny bubble in history, it feels like we’re living in strange times. But the truth is that it’s always been that way. And we have always had to adapt, or die trying.
In this changing world we humans are an odd species, with a strange song. A song that is still getting written. With instruments that we’re still in the early stages of learning to master. Like an eager apprentice fiddle player disturbing the neighbours as they make inappropriate screeches, instead of the actual tune they were hoping for.
But we keep practising. It’s a work in progress ain’t it? All of it.
And sometimes we make something of beauty, and it’s all worthwhile, and the earth breathes a little easier.
Like this lovely song I heard only yesterday, recently written and recorded by a couple of our wonderful HomeSongs4Life performers.