I Wish I Could...
Will she find work? Will it go smoothly? What about money? Will her love of marine mammals be satisfied only by a hobby there, or can that be part of earning a living, too? Why so much up and down - roller-coastering between trepidation and wide-eyed-get-me-there-now anticipation?
Dear Courageous Client Teacher Student Explorer,
I wish I could answer these questions with a certainty that would put you at peace. Alas, I am powerless against the journey of life. Indeed, I walk it, ride it, get caught by it and frolic with it, as you do.
Your journey is the one for you. Are you being capricious? You know the answer to that, I think. Is this the right thing to invigorate a life you had grown unfulfilled by? The answer must be yours, mined by and from you, down deep. The walking is a solo endeavor. Together we have made a map. It is not the territory, though. You must map that - as Lewis and Clark did - one paddle, step, swatted mosquito, hunted meal at a time. I can but continue to guide you in a wise exploration of the questions...
To that end, I write for you here - and the many who entertain such seemingly fanciful thoughts in their inner most, hungry, locked-tight hearts - the words to a song I listen to when I need to know walking my road through life is what I'm supposed to do. To what ends? I can hardly know. I can but dream, intend, commit, plan, venture, learn, adjust and repeat.
Ulysses taught us this. So did The Three Little Pigs. Hans Christian Andersen knew. So did Buddha, Christ, Mohammed and more Grandmothers than could be named.
The speaker in the song is a composite of many forces and guides, I think. It is not offered here to be the literal voice of me to you. These are, though...Walk deliberate steps. Think deliberately. Act wisely. Learn loads. Adjust. Repeat.
Good For You
I've spent my life watching sky and sea change colour
Hypnotised by the beauty of it all,
And you ask me why I'm singing
Well it is good for me,
It can be good for you;
I've hoarded all experiences I've had,
Written down all memories on a train,
And you ask me where I'm headed,
It can be good for you,
And it's been good for me;
I've seen a face in a thousand nights of dreaming
It's been calling me to take up on the road,
And I'll go I will I'll keep upon believing
'Cos it is good for me,
It can be good for you.
I've begged my family to take me,
Asked them to see my point of view,
And I will - I will stand my ground and face you
'Cos you are good for me,
I can be good for you;
I've seen a thousand nights of ardour,
Got frozen by the winter of my soul,
But I am not afraid of sorrow,
'Cos it's been good for me,
It can be good for you;
I've woken to the sound of sweet dawn music,
Where a hundred thousands songs are sung,
While the earth and ocean changes -
Four thousand million into one.
Song lyrics are Copyright Hothouse Flowers 1993

