Friday, September 14, 2007

It’s a good day for singing the blues

My perfect weekend morning would unfold like this:

* Waking up anytime between 7 & 8. No alarm. Just eyelids fluttering open to catch the sunbeams peeking in through the curtains.

* A mug of steaming, bitter green tea, which sends wake up signals to still dozy brain cells

* Curtains tied to allow the sunbeams a free rein over the room

* An hour of the Morning Pages – a spiritual, magical journey

* Classical music while I tidy up the place

* Checking up on to do lists.

* Launching forth into the weekend

Did all of that today, except that Classical Music just didn’t feel right today. It was time for the Blues. BB King and Tracy Chapman:The Thrill is gone, Gary Moore: The Healer, Robert Cray: You’re gonna need me, Lonnie Brooks: Say goodbye to the blues....

Just the kind of soundtrack for life right now. Thoughts uncurl and unspool and fly around the room looking for an exit…

* You can hold all the pieces of the puzzle, but if no one wants them, you’re holding onto nothing.
* Knowing the answers can be as painful as not knowing
* Reality is always, always, more bizarre, unpredictable and random than fiction.

Either that, or we just overdid the Blues.

7 comments:

e said...

One wise people so far....

Cherie! said...

Honestly I don't see a puzzle, but then I quite dislike jazz and am not too enthusiastic about the Blues too. Suppose it had been a Classical morning...??

Leela A said...

e: Or maybe it's still 1 suckers, so far :)

Cherie: Mood Indigo. Does that make things clearer? :)

e said...

What? Two avatars don't count?!

Cherie! said...

As clear as mud (in-di-ego)deah.

Leela A said...

E: Avatars! Been a long time since I heard that one. Yahoo chat, wasn't it. eek.

Cherie: Haha!

e said...

I was trying to eke one out of you!