October 17th: My Father’s Birthday

To say I miss him is a gross understatement, but I had practice because of his stroke. It was just that he was present in the world – we didn’t live in each other’s back pocket – never did. But his soul was for a time anchored in 3D and resonated clearly in this octave…his music was free.

Sometimes a feeling like grief is so big you can’t take it all out at one time and feel it, but there are times when it sneaks out and bites you. I think when it does everything else in your soul that is similar resonance also tries to sneak through that door at the same time and it can slam you to the ground. Yesterday it all tried to crash through at once, the door way was this song. Reduced to tears, I didn’t realize how potent the feelings were that hid in my heart.

 

May It Be

Enya

May it be an evening star

Shines down upon you

May it be when darkness falls

Your heart will be true

You walk a lonely road

Oh, how far you are from home

Mornië utúlië ((darkness has come))

Believe and you will find your way

Mornië alantië ((darkness has fallen))

A promise lives within you now

May it be the shadows call

Will fly away

May it be your journey on

To light the day

When the night is overcome

You may rise to find the sun

Mornië utúlië ((darkness has come))

Believe and you will find your way

Mornië alantië ((darkness has fallen))

A promise lives within you now

A promise lives within you now

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