Musical Emoments

Last night we watched South Pacific – a wonderfully limbic experience. While I find Mitzi Gaynor brashly coy, France Nuyen as the young Polynesian girl is heartbreaking. I thought about all our different love stories and how narrative is always sharply different, as if no one else has ever experienced this before, yet deeply the same. Reminded me of genes expressing themselves resolutely through the generations. Is love like a stream, taking different routes, yet always the same? Are we just vessels allowing this love force to pass through us? And is the integrity of our vessel important, that love is not debased, but as honest as we can make it? Then this morning, I was making soup and listening to a CD, swept along by the rhythm and joy. These are the moments that one feels purely alive. Is part of the skill to let the joy pass through and be a vessel, or perhaps conduit, that allows life to express itself? Sunday, 29 January 2012 Again listening to musicals while making batches of hummus. Although people sneer at easy music, I find that it is those tunes that I turn to in life’s most vivid moments. Perhaps some of the deepest feelings are experienced limbicly, below the level of rational thought. The young Polynesian girl running through the forest to meet her lover to “Younger than Springtime” expresses exactly how I felt running to meet Mike back from sea. In the early morning, having dropped him off at the airfield to fly aboard his ship, driving home to a darkened house, rumpled bed and a long day ahead, I sang “Whenever I feel Afraid” because you can’t sing and cry. “Shall we Dance?” I sang to my baby daughter as we twirled and dipped and laughed. Certainly my deepest moments were not to Mahler!

About UntraveledRoads

Fascinated by life, looking for answers to chronic pain and finding unexpected gifts. Interested in people, ideas, healing and humour. I am very happily married with three children and a kitten. As English born immigrants to Canada, we have family spread overseas, a daughter in South Africa and one in England. We also run a charity in South Africa to educate black, rural South African Women. Our first girl from a rural township has just graduated as an accountant from Johannesburg University and got a good job in a bank.
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