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Saturday, March 10, 2018

Perspective

                                              
Run River North - Growing Up
There's a fight to be won
For the love you find at home.
There is work to be done
Before you rest your weary bones.
Finding peace don't come
To everyone I know,
So I will love in this life
Until I finally have to go.
Said I will love in this life
Until I finally have to go.
Well I know I have lived
Just a wrinkle of my life,
And I hear so many times
It'll be over if I blink twice.
Please forgive if I don't walk
Off that plank stuck in your eye.
I've got my life to love
And I'm here to take what's mine.
I've got my life to love
And I'm here to take what's mine.
Growing up child
Is just a matter of time,
For giving all you've got,
So won't you dance under the sun.
Growing old
Feels like you're giving up your soul.
I'd rather give it freely
To the ones that I call home.
I ain't scared, no not afraid
Of the world in front of me.
I found my way without your help
With a broken family.
I'll take my breaks with my sins,
I'll do as I do please
With my friends 'til the end,
There lies my loyalty.
With my friends 'til the end,
My lies, their loyalty.
I used to close my eyes
To what stirred under my bed,
Now they're open wide
To the monsters in my head.
Instead of claws, they whisper lies
Sinking fear in quiet steps,
So I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Oh I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Said I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Oh I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Growing up child
Is just a matter of time,
For giving all you've got,
So won't you dance under the sun.
Growing old
Feels like you're giving up your soul.
I'd rather give it freely
To the ones that I call home.
Growing up child
Is just a matter of time,
For giving all you've got,
So won't you dance under the sun.
Growing old
Feels like you're giving up your soul.
I'd rather give it freely
To the ones that I call home.
Growing up child Is just a matter of time,
For giving all you've got,
So won't you dance under the sun.
Growing old
Feels like you're giving up your soul.
I'd rather give it freely
To the ones that I home.

 I shared the song from my last post, No Hard Feelings,
with a twenty-something co-worker.
She told me she had a song she'd planned on sharing with me.
This song above is that song.

What I have found interesting is that due to her age and place in her journey, 
this song really speaks to her.
And in the lyrics, I remember some feelings from my younger years.
But, I also feel that I don't feel like growing old = giving up your soul.
Really just the opposite for me.
Growing old feels more like a coming home to your authentic self.
I also considered those who have been 'home' to me over the years 
and how so much of that has changed...and how we get to decide who is home.
I remember needing the "right" to that in my 30's.
I know feeling the pain of others employing that "right" now.
And I thought a lot about Jude's considerings of home...well ALL of OURS considerings!

And the line of 'dancing under the sun'...does that only apply to youth?  
I think not.  I still have many moments left under the sun.
We continue to grow, evolve.
Or not.
But we can still dance.


On another perspective note: At the dentist this morning, the receptionist is also
named Nancy.  We commented on our shared name, 
with me saying how it is not too common nowadays.  
She told me how her grandfather named her and how she loved her name.
Her face lit up!
That led me to multitudes of thoughts/feelings (AGAIN!) about my name.
But, that is another post all together!
However, I will say that our conversation 
left me feeling refreshed and delighted that 
she had such good feelings about her name.
What's in a name?


May you enjoy whatever you call yourself,
while you dance under our sun...
and our moon too for gosh sakes!
xo

8 comments:

Liz A said...

Interesting perspective on growing older ... I share yours. I daresay these lines hit home, though:

"... the monsters in my head.
Instead of claws, they whisper lies
Sinking fear in quiet steps ..."

And names ... I was named Elizabeth and it was intended that my nickname would be Beth. For years I was variously called Beth, LizBeth, but mostly 'Lizabeth. Then, at age 8 in third grade, I had a most wonderful teacher named Liz Reilly. I marched home one day and announced that henceforward I would be called Liz. That one stuck ... and yes, I love it.

Nancy said...

Liz~ Yes, there were other lines that spoke to me in ways related to self or those I know. So, maybe age is not a factor after all?
Thanks for your name story...I love name stories! Mine is actually longer and complicated! Well, complicated in my head at least!

Ms. said...

I love that you're posting more and YES - Welcome HOME "to your authentic self". Me too, still dancing in the real sunshine even when there is no visible sun :--)

Nancy said...

Michelle~ Thank you for telling me that Michelle. I always get it in my head that it doesn't matter, so it is nice to know you like to see me here. :)

Mo Crow said...

I still like Keith Richards wise words from awhile back, "Getting old is a fascinating thing. The older you get the older you want to be.”!

Nancy said...

Mo~ You always have the best quotes, fitting each post! I think Keith has got something there!

Saskia van Herwaarden said...

beautiful song, and the lyrics resonate especially with me these days

Nancy said...

Saskia~ Yes. Glad you enjoyed.