...In progress ...
It took me some months, perhaps years? before I knew them to be there, and then stood beside them. Springs. Source. and you guys who know me know I have ever sought out True Source, and here is an example. Ever brimming from Place outside our understanding, most true Being.
A song calling me to Most High Good voiced itself there. that first song, like a texas prairie backyard song. That was eight years ago now, i believe.
and just today my mama -- in the landscape of my heart -- is gently with me, lifts her head, listens and then sings now with me. This is New. it has been a long time since I sang with my mom, ever since she left, and somehow for a moment I was with her today. hallelujah.
How did this happen? (uh-oh, daddyBill Perkins big breath ready-to-tell-a-long-tale mode, haha) Last year, I was living the first year without any one of my mother's nuclear family, the jeweled-soul Nancy -- an outstanding Example of what might be possible as a human being, and as you ponder her she is pointing Upward so you know it is her relationship to Most High that is her Source -- I was living through a calendar of mourning/praising/celebrating for that Precious One. Her distinctive strength of character born out of the early 20th century we are all so fortunate who had direct experience The calendar revealed itself from an initial 40 days to a second to a third, and then I saw it was a necklace of nine loops of 40 pearls and would span the Year. It was somehow already set and I could only follow.
And so I see I am reporting here about it, and what a revelation, in that space, to come to April for Aunt Nancy, for my mama, but even more for their mother, Jean Mc__ Salisbury, that April became a centerpiece in that beautiful necklace of Attention/Honoring.
was year two of Aunt Nancy's passing I celebrate April as a joyful spot in the heart of my grandmother, Jean Salisbury, my Pana.
here's to my Pana's April, where she got to play joyful triumphant music for every Easter on the organ, and then gave birth to her namesake, Jean Carol Salisbury, on the second day of April, 1917. And then six years later gave birth to the miracle Nancy at the end of the month. May we all be blessed with such a relationship with faith and family.
real slow guitar, Ooom...Dnt ooom-dnt Ooom-Dnt ooom-dnt Ooom-Dnt ooom-dnt
Purify me, oh Lord, from your always flowing Spring
Pour your transforming waters over me.
Purify me, oh Lord, in your Ever-Brimmin' Spring
wash me
in your
Tenderness
& Grace
and that
fearless freedom
that lights your Face,
ho!
and all the
Love and Wisdom
youCanLoadMeDownWith
today,
Lord!
Pour your transforming Wisdom in through me.
It took me some months, perhaps years? before I knew them to be there, and then stood beside them. Springs. Source. and you guys who know me know I have ever sought out True Source, and here is an example. Ever brimming from Place outside our understanding, most true Being.
A song calling me to Most High Good voiced itself there. that first song, like a texas prairie backyard song. That was eight years ago now, i believe.
and just today my mama -- in the landscape of my heart -- is gently with me, lifts her head, listens and then sings now with me. This is New. it has been a long time since I sang with my mom, ever since she left, and somehow for a moment I was with her today. hallelujah.
How did this happen? (uh-oh, daddyBill Perkins big breath ready-to-tell-a-long-tale mode, haha) Last year, I was living the first year without any one of my mother's nuclear family, the jeweled-soul Nancy -- an outstanding Example of what might be possible as a human being, and as you ponder her she is pointing Upward so you know it is her relationship to Most High that is her Source -- I was living through a calendar of mourning/praising/celebrating for that Precious One. Her distinctive strength of character born out of the early 20th century we are all so fortunate who had direct experience The calendar revealed itself from an initial 40 days to a second to a third, and then I saw it was a necklace of nine loops of 40 pearls and would span the Year. It was somehow already set and I could only follow.
And so I see I am reporting here about it, and what a revelation, in that space, to come to April for Aunt Nancy, for my mama, but even more for their mother, Jean Mc__ Salisbury, that April became a centerpiece in that beautiful necklace of Attention/Honoring.
was year two of Aunt Nancy's passing I celebrate April as a joyful spot in the heart of my grandmother, Jean Salisbury, my Pana.
here's to my Pana's April, where she got to play joyful triumphant music for every Easter on the organ, and then gave birth to her namesake, Jean Carol Salisbury, on the second day of April, 1917. And then six years later gave birth to the miracle Nancy at the end of the month. May we all be blessed with such a relationship with faith and family.
real slow guitar, Ooom...Dnt ooom-dnt Ooom-Dnt ooom-dnt Ooom-Dnt ooom-dnt
Purify me, oh Lord, from your always flowing Spring
Pour your transforming waters over me.
Purify me, oh Lord, in your Ever-Brimmin' Spring
wash me
in your
Tenderness
& Grace
and that
fearless freedom
that lights your Face,
ho!
and all the
Love and Wisdom
youCanLoadMeDownWith
today,
Lord!
Pour your transforming Wisdom in through me.
