What do you do to get grounded when your universe shifts?
The universe can shift as a result of dozens of unanticipated events: The weather, an unmindful comment, a glance in a mirror, or the passing of a once-close friend You haven’t haven’t actually spoken with in years. How crazy is that?
My emotional response this week to losing another friend from my early years…was not logical. We were in a clan that pushed the limits of songwriting, entertainment, and outrageousness in Texas starting in the sixties and seventies. To be honest, I don’t know that he particularly valued my work… he was like a cranky uncle or cousin. For decades, he’d greet me with a snort or a hug… but he was part of my chosen family.
The holes in our hearts don’t seem directly proportional to the amount of love or mutual admiration we shared.
A friend suggested to me that my reaction was accumulative, just one more in a long line of old shared energies.. curtailed. At 76 years old you are going to lose family and friends.
Today in the garden, picking beans as the fall chill moved in, I longed for understanding. I remembered laughter and songs and crazy s**t from those days, decades ago. I remembered sitting in a car with a handful of pickers, after we’d closed all but one of the clubs in Austin. “Where’s ______________, I asked. Why are we waiting here?”
The response I heard became the opening line of my song “Sally”.
“Making it behind the bar
With a semi-local star
Isn’t that pushin’ things too far
Momma raised you with a little class
To be more than a piece of cake
For every hot picker on the make.
Today my feet appreciate the feel of moist soil between my toes, grounding in this crazy. spinning Universe.