All It Is
Keep an eye on those neurons!
Keeping things simple is harder than it looks.
Suddenly, without much effort on our part, there are tangles. Clutter. Too much of everything.
And yet 100 percent of that everything is made up of a few neurons sending messages around in our brains. That is, in fact, All It Is, as far as our own experience is concerned.
Which might not make anything easier, but it is simpler. We just need to keep an eye on what those neurons are up to.
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To Doubt Ourselves
An unexpected gift.
I’ve got a lot of admiration for the person who whole heartedly makes a Big Announcement to the world - one that changes their direction completely, and changes the perception that people have of them, sometimes for the worse.
Most of us, if we are brave enough to make the original change, will keep going along that new path once we’ve started. We may well do this simply out of a sense of embarrassment, derived from the public nature of our new journey.
And, in fact, often that is a good reason to make our Big Announcement. It helps us to commit to the path. We put ourselves in a position where the social pressure will help to keep us moving forward when uncertainty arises.
But what if the uncertainty was telling us something. What if the path does turn out to be wrong? What if it was wrong all along?
It takes particularly large cajones, and a great deal of humility, to then turn back. Kudos to those who can, when it’s the right thing to do, change their minds twice about the big decisions.
The ability To Doubt Ourselves can sometimes be our biggest gift.
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HomeSONG
Forgetting the purpose.
I was listening to the song of a friend yesterday, and I suddenly realised that, on this blog called HomeSONG, I really haven’t put up very much music recently.
So I’m going to start posting songs again of live performances from home. Preferably from people I know or have a connection with mostly. I’ve had a few false starts with this idea previously I know. But you gotta keep on trying huh?
I know there are a few songwriter/performers reading this blog, so don’t be shy if you’ve got a live home performance you’d like me to put up. Or a recommendation for somebody else’s song.
For the moment they’ll just be appearing on the Facebook Homesong page in a separate post to the blog post.
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“Be Still”
It’s enough.
One of my favourite bible verses during my christian days was this little phrase: “Be still and know that I am God”. Psalm 46 verse 10.
It was helpful because I had a very active and restless mind, and this verse helped me to slow down, to calm down, and to simply let things be. Sometimes at least.
But over the years I stopped believing in a specific “God” guy, and found my spirit lifted, far more in fact, by the simple but mysterious wonder and beautiful privilege of mere Life itself. The experience of life as we see it, is more than enough for me now. All of the conjecture and anxiety about the who’s, what’s, why’s and wherefores, a thing of the past.
I still adhere to a part of that bible verse though. A honed down version.
”Be Still”.
The Streak
Not quite daily…
I’ve been a little bit inconsistent recently with my “Daily” blog.
These things happen. Life happens. It’s not all about keeping The Streak going, though that’s a nice challenge sometimes.
Every streak comes to an end at some point though.
Still, I’m very thankful that I have got a few streaks on the go. Particularly the breathing streak. I can’t tell you the exact amount of inhales and exhales, but I continue to appreciate that one most of all.
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The Northern Lights
Somebody else’s experience.
There have been some really good sighting of The Northern Lights in our part of the world over the last few years. And we’ve missed all of them. Apart from a very distant flicker of green one time a few years ago.
Last night they were everywhere apparently. And we missed them too.
There’s a slight sense of disappointment of course. But we will only ever actually experience a tiny fraction of the available experiential options in life. And there are some really good ones available right now. So we’re going for a walk we haven’t done in a while up Deer Hill in our old stomping ground near Carradale. It’s a lovely day for it. No point living with regrets about the past.
Hope you enjoyed the lights if you saw them though. Jammy buggers! :)
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Learn To Smile
Songs lost and found.
I sometimes find forgotten songs or lyrics that I’ve written. Bumped into the lyric below a couple of days ago, and then found a recording of the melody. It’s got a kind of ugly/pretty, darkness and light, contrast thing going on.
I like it. But I can’t remember writing it. It reveals echoes of a place I’ve come from, while I was reaching out for some wisdom on the journey.
Also it reminds me of a quote I read yesterday. I can’t find the source now, but it was something like: “A wise man is always cheerful”. Well, if that’s so, I’ve not been very wise for much of my life. Never the less, I’m undoubtedly starting to….
Learn To Smile
The Song Thrush sits
Top of the highest tree
Singing for you and me
She’s singing for you and me
And we can learn to smile
What do you do when you break
Do you start again?
Fight the same fights in the night
Till the story ends
It’s not a good game to play
In the echo chambers of your mind
Pushing that rock to the top
Rolling it back again
Rolling it back to the start
Where it all began
Try ’n unravel the truth
Like a crazy man
Not a good game to play
In the echo chambers of your mind.
Push that rock till you drop
Still the Song Thrush sits
Top of the highest tree
Singing for you and me
She’s singing for you and me
And we can learn to smile
It’s not the pain that hurts, it’s the hope
It’s not the faith that kills, it’s the Pope
Or the President, or the Papers who
Sell all their chloroform soap.
The chicken crossed over the road
Coz the News is a joke
Jesus is after your vote
Lives in a castle, high walls and a moat,
And he sits and he gloats
At the sinners
Who swing from a rope.
Push that rock till you drop
And still the Song Thrush sits
Top of the highest tree
Singing for you and me
She’s singing for you and me
And still the Song Thrush sits
Top of the highest tree
Singing for you and me
She’s singing for you and me
And we can learn to smile
We can learn to smile
We can learn to smile
We can learn to smile
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Let’s Not Fight
May the fifth be with you.
Yesterday I released this month’s song. Which quite clearly got trumped by Ineke’s Triathlon. So here is:
Let’s Not Fight
Across the universe
A photon of light is doing the kind of thing
That a photon of light would do.
Lighting up a little part of everything that’s making up the universe
That you and I and everybody else pass through
And it doesn’t take a genius to realise there’s nothing we can do
Because everything is happening on it’s own
And we have got the privilege to watch it all
And be a part of everything and everyone
And it’s alright
Coz we’re all light
And there’s a part of you in me
So let’s not fight
Across the planet earth
A woman you don’t know, is doing the kind of thing
That a woman you don’t know might do.
She’s planning to make a new dress for the daughter of her sister
For when she celebrates her birthday
She’ll be turning seventeen in just a week or two
And it doesn’t take a genius to realise there’s nothing we can do
Because everything is happening on it’s own
And we have got the privilege to watch it all
And be a part of everything and everyone
And it’s alright
Coz we’re all light
And there’s a part of you in me
So let’s not fight
Across the living room
A friend of yours is doing the kind of thing that
A friend of yours would do.
Right now he’s thinking anxiously about something that he just said
Which might have not come out in quite the way
That it had been intended to
And it doesn’t take a genius to realise there’s nothing we can do
Everything is happening on it’s own.
And we have got the privilege to watch it all
And be a part of everything and everyone
And it’s alright
Coz we’re all light
And there’s a part of you in me
So let’s not fight
Inside my tiny mind
Eighty six billion neurons are doing the kind of thing
That eighty six billion neurons would do.
Connecting this to that and that to this
And me to you, and you to me
And everything that ever was
To everything that ever was likely to.
And I'm not a genius, rhere’s really nothing I can do
Coz everything is happening on it’s own
And we have got the privilege to watch it all
And be a part of everything and everyone
And it’s alright
Coz we’re all light
And there’s a part of you in me
So let’s not fight
Yes it’s alright
Coz we’re all light
And there’s a part of you in me
So let’s not fight
Coz it’s alright
And we’re all light
So let’s not fight
Sixty Eight
Smashing through brick walls!
They say you shouldn’t reveal a woman’s age. I’m going to break that rule out of gushing pride. I know the woman in question won’t mind. Because, at the grand young age of Sixty Eight, my wife, Ineke Fee, has just swum, cycled and run from the start to finish of her first ever Triathlon.
Ineke is a force of nature. She would be the first to admit that she’s not an athlete. But give her a brick wall to get through, and she’ll be the last human being standing.
The running was always going to be the tough part. She’s got a leg issue which makes it painful. But she did it. Because doing it is what she does!
We’ve all got our brick walls to face. And there are different ways to face them. Ineke smashed hers. And that brought a tear to my eye.
Getting through, is sometimes just a case of getting up again.
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Spock And Captain Kirk
Aye, aye, Captain.
Spock And Captain Kirk needed to learn to get along.
In our heads we are Spock. Our rationalising is faultless. We are so convincing that we cannot help but believe every word we tell ourselves.
Even if what we tell ourselves amounts to…
”This is what I believe, and nothing you say is going to change my mind”.
Maybe we simply need to acknowledge that about each other.
Maybe we need, more often than not, to say a big fat YES to whoever the other person in front of us is, and instead of trying to change them, help them to move in the direction they want to go. To become the best version of the complex hybrid of obviously wrong opinions mixed with well meant intent, which most of us in fact are.
”Aye, Aye, Captain'“.
Completo
Decisions to make.
“Completo” is a spanish word which means….Full. No more room.
“You can’t get on this bus, mate. It’s completo”.
Which is clearly related to the English word “Complete”. But the English word is commonly used in a different way. It alludes to a sense of accomplishment.
”I’ve finished what I was doing. It’s completed”.
In either language though, it’s time for a new direction:
-Kill some time and wait for the next bus perhaps?
- Go home?
-Start the new project?
-Hang around, feeling lost?
The decision has been made for us. But we still have to decide.
The Bus To La Herradura
A limerick.
The Bus To La Herradura?
It was a mystery trip,
Nothing was surer.
We paid our fare.
It was cheap
To get there.
So we didn’t end up
Very much poorer.
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The Fruit Bats
…are coming home to roost.
A quiet mind.
A useful aim?
I think so.
But every mind
Has an opening
Like a cave
Where The Fruit Bats come home to roost.
I discover, at some point,
That this opening is also an exit.
And that, anyway, those fruit bats
Come home
In order to sleep.
I still wave my arms around
Trying to stop those fruity thoughts flying
Like mad things.
Getting in the way.
Getting in my hair.
Making a racket.
But they need sleep too.
So, eventually, I let them sleep.
Until the next time
They need to eat.
Then I let them fly away.
Inhale And Exhale
The important little sound.
My breath.
The constant song
Of my very own bee hive mind
Keeping me alive
And conscious.
Yet sometimes that melody is lost
Like some small, unnoticed child
Amongst the
Thronging crowds of noise.
The crash of the ocean seas.
The wind humming in the trees.
The cars upon the city streets.
And the thumping beats.
All of these louder and more insistent
Than the coming and going
Of my tiny, insignificant
Inhale And Exhale.
But none of them more meaningful to me.
I breathe.
The Very Long Story
Write your own part…
It’s a long story. Even our tiny part of it is long. Beyond telling, in even the smallest fraction of its entirety.
Which parts to tell though? Who even wants to listen? But we keep living the story, and then sharing, and listening to others share, all our parts weaving together into an intricate complex whole.
When we read a great novel, we don’t want it to end.
But we, little me and you, are in a never ending story. Even if our own parts in it will end . And we get to choose the kind of character we play - loud or quiet, impactful or subtle in our influence on the narrative. Albeit limited to an extent by nature and nurture.
Any character in a “real” novel would die to be given this kind of opportunity.
We’ve got it! We’ve got a role in The Very Long Story.
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Fall And Rise
It happens anyway.
The tides fall and rise
Without my say so.
They come and go
To and fro
The fall
The rise.
And though I may have my preferences,
There is no point,
No point at all,
To despise
The one over the other.
My own Fall And Rise
Is no different
To the tides.
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Help Me To Believe
…until I’m completely lost.
Help Me To Believe.
I need to get lost in your story, whether it be in the form of a song, or a book, or a film. As soon as I start to doubt….the moment something within the narrative seems unbelievable…. then the magic begins to disappear.
You could win me back. I’m a hard case but I know too well how difficult it is to maintain complete, unfettered focus in a listener, reader or viewer. And it’s very rare for anything to be THAT good. So, we have to be a little forgiving with the story telling, including our own.
But some stories are that good. Sometimes we are completely submerged in the imagined world that is presented before us.
I’m in complete awe of anybody who pulls off that trick.
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A Moving Target
It’s inspiring.
There is a daily blog that I read. It’s read by a few million I think.
Despite its many qualities and its resonance with me personally, sometimes, even fairly regularly, it gets repetitive. Sometimes I can predict what is going to be said.
I doubt it is possible to be creative and fresh all the time. However hard we try. I don’t manage to be that, I know.
But it doesn’t do us any harm to keep trying.
Inspiration needs A Moving Target.
Everything Immediately
… and then I woke up.
Sometimes I get “aah” moments. I see something that I’ve been doing wrong, or understanding incorrectly, or thinking about back to front for most of my life. A sense of “Oh, THAT’s It!…how WRONG was I?”
And at those moments it feels like I’ve moved on. I’ve found a “solution” to one of life’s many little or large dilemmas.
But it’s not as easy as that. Try changing any habit or thought pattern of a lifetime. In my experience that habit or thought pattern is very reluctant to let go. It doesn’t respect the new revelation. Not one little bit.
It’s easy, then, to feel like that revelation was an illusion. It didn’t solve Everything Immediately. What a let down.
Really though, all a new way of thinking can do is set the direction for change. It still takes time, patience, and lots of little steps in the right direction, to undo the past damage. And kindness towards our past and present selves.
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Couch Potato
…living the dream.
It really is quite hard to start a new habit. To get something rolling to such an extent that it has its own momentum. That’s a nice place to be, but it’s hard to get there. Once it’s started though, it can be equally hard to stop, in order to move in new direction. Or to look at the habit afresh, and carry it on in a slightly different way.
I’m talking about good habits of course. Bad habits are annoyingly very easy to start. But also, and equally annoyingly, even harder to stop.
We, like every living thing, are searching for the easiest, quickest route possible to staying alive, to feeling alive, and to continuing like that until the very end.
On that basis, your typical Couch Potato is living the dream. Yet from the outside looking in, we don’t see that as being a great, enjoyable, or fulfilling lifestyle. And I’m sure it doesn’t feel like that from the inside looking out either.
Modern humans are a strange conundrum. Mostly protected from living lives in pure survival mode. And yet missing out on many of the things that would help us live better for that very reason.
Answers to this conundrum on a postcard please. To the usual address.