After Monday’s sassy starter, I found myself in a challenge to find a Music Snack with quite the serendipitous message about it.
After scouring my towers of mixed tapes ….. I think I came up with a pretty good one.
While serendipity can happen in any area of life, I find it to be most serendipitous when you catch yourself completely taken aback — fortunately surprised — and accidentally in love.
Do you believe in past lives? I believe in past lives. I believe that while the heart of your soul goes on to an afterlife when you pass, a part of your soul carries on from life to life.
It’s my belief that there’s things we just can not explain here in this life, things we may not ever fully understand about ourselves, because they possibly could have been a part of a past life. Have you ever been drawn to certain things but aren’t sure why? Maybe have a deep connection to a certain city – even though you’ve never been there, or a secret fascination you can’t recall when it started, or possibly an innate habit not even your parents can tell you how it started?
I catch glimpses of what my past lives could have been almost every day in my writings, when day dreaming, in subtle actions. I can always ramble off a list of possible past lives and occupations. A circus performer …. a gypsy …. a daughter of the Gilded Age. All of these (and many others) I am drawn to in this life, for one reason or another, although none can I fully explain as to why. It’s a feeling – a whispered answer, that I can barely make out, to questions that I didn’t even know existed. Like when you go somewhere and realize you’ve already been there but can’t recall when. A true to the bone instance of déjà vu. Is it a meme from a past life or simply coincidence? My vote is a meme.
Who knows, maybe in a past life I was a part of The Greatest Show On Earth or a band of gypsies or a New England summer-er. That could quite possibly explain a lot.
What about you? What do you think you could have been in a past life?
I can only sit and laugh [because when there's nothing else to do, just laugh] at the fact that of course when I set a goal to blog every day for one month, a flood gate opened and life turned a bit upside down. It’s how my life works sometimes. Ok, all the time. But alas – I’m back. After a week of going dark [hardly any online activity], I’m slowly trying to get back in the game.
Things got pretty crazy this past week. Especially over the weekend. There were a lot of questions thrown at me – that I threw at myself – which led to a lot of contemplating, which steered me in the direction of worrying, which landed me in Lost~ville. And then as if someone Upstairs were listening to my self-directed conversations, this song came through my speakers Monday afternoon. And while I still find myself with a heavy head, it’s not quite as heavy after listening to this one on repeat for the past few days ….
The four-leaf clover is an uncommon variation of the common, three-leaved clover, and according to tradition, such leaves bring good luck to their finders, especially if found accidentally.
Legend has it that each leaf represents something:
the first is for hope
the second is for faith
the third is for love
the fourth is for luck
With an estimated 10,000 three-leaf clovers for every four-leaf clover, no wonder that 4th leaf represents luck.
:: sending you a clover or two [with 4 leaves] for the week ahead ::
“Wherever you go and whatever you do, May the luck of the Irish be there with you” – Irish Blessing
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When you need a little more than a smile or a cup of tea to get your week in motion, the Sassy Starter will be here every Monday to get your wheels turnin’ in a classy – sassy – fabulous sort of way
Sunday afternoon I dropped in on my dear friend Jen to sit and have us a chatter. I hadn’t seen Jen in a few months and still had yet to visit her house on Sully’s, so it was high time for me to stop on by. It’s such an amazing Island House. After taking the tour, we sat out on the screened-in porch for a few hours catching up.
You see, Jen and I are in two completely different places in our lives. I’m in my late 20′s, she’s in her early 40′s. I’m still a bit shy and unsure, and she can work a room like no one I’ve ever seen before. I’m on my first round of bumps and bruises and she’s learned the art of covering the scars before they show.
Regardless we found ourselves in similar situations. We’re both going through a re-building phase. A reality check of sorts. A - time to step outside of the body, examine things a bit, and make some changes – in order to put the Jen back in our Jennifer(s). [ I'll tell you more about my part in this in a post down the road. ] It was truly amazing to put everything out on the table and hear her do the same. In a matter of the few months since we last saw each other, quite a bit has indeed changed and we’re both enthusiastically moving forward in our new pursuits to rebuild and revitalize.
Later that afternoon I stumbled across a mixed tape [cd] from a few years back titled “One for the Road”. I couldn’t help popping it in my car and going back out for a Sunday stroll around the Lowcountry. I was thinking over my conversation earlier that afternoon when this song came on. I almost swerved off the road.
I don’t know why, but at that moment – all was absolutely perfect and right in the world.
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Don’t worry, even if things end up a bit too heavy, we’ll all Float On, all right.
“I was just kind of fed up with how bad shit had been going, and how dark everything was, with bad news coming from everywhere. ….. I just want to feel good for a day.”
—Isaac Brock – Modest Mouse musician, The A.V. Club
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The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!
"I adore, however others may not, being confusing and crazy, shy and loud, strong and weak, a bundle of emotions and a back-bone of society. The complexities of being a woman are nothing to be ashamed of and should be celebrated in great splendor!"
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So follow along on this crazy journey and discover the Sassy & the Steel Magnolia you have hidden deep inside. Cheers! - Jennie B
