Okay, so it was only a matter of time before an Indigo Girls song showed up on the blog. Thinking tonight about those moments when the world feels overwhelming and we feel so relatively small, and making the choice to be open, to be honest, to feel the heaven's rejoice. Sometimes it's just a matter of caring for and being cared for by the people in my life. I found myself last night being cared for by a group of friends - I'm not even sure they realized what they gave me by their presence, but it was such a gift to be loved on by such a group of women. Feeling filled with gratitude.
The Wood Song
The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear.
My friends and i have had a tough time
bruising our brains hard up against change
all the old dogs and the magician.
Now i see we're in the boat in two by twos
only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
and the very close quarters are hard to get used to
love weighs the hull down with its weight.
But the wood is tired and the wood is old
and we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go.
No way construction of this tricky plan
was built by other than a greater hand
with a love that passes all OUR understanding
watching closely over the journey.
My friends and i have had a tough time
bruising our brains hard up against change
all the old dogs and the magician.
Now i see we're in the boat in two by twos
only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
and the very close quarters are hard to get used to
love weighs the hull down with its weight.
But the wood is tired and the wood is old
and we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go.
No way construction of this tricky plan
was built by other than a greater hand
with a love that passes all OUR understanding
watching closely over the journey.
Yeah but what it takes to cross the great divide
seems more than all the courage i can muster up inside
although we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
the prize is always worth the rocky ride
but the wood is tired and the wood is old
and we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go
Sometimes i ask to sneak a closer look
skip to the final chapter of the book
and then maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
to get us where we are this far
but the question drowns in its futility
and even i have got to laugh at me
no one gets to miss the storm of what will be
just holding on for the ride
the wood is tired and the wood is old
we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go
seems more than all the courage i can muster up inside
although we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
the prize is always worth the rocky ride
but the wood is tired and the wood is old
and we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go
Sometimes i ask to sneak a closer look
skip to the final chapter of the book
and then maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
to get us where we are this far
but the question drowns in its futility
and even i have got to laugh at me
no one gets to miss the storm of what will be
just holding on for the ride
the wood is tired and the wood is old
we'll make it fine if the weather holds
but if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
that's where i need to go
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