After our conversation, I began to think about which pieces of music would best suit your service. And since I don’t yet know a great deal about your Sunday services, I had to go a little on instinct, buoyed by your request for ‘lively’ music.
So I decided to just ask the Universe what would work best for you, and the very moment I intended to ask, I was immediately drawn to The Butterfly Song, which comes from my ‘humanity healing’ album, entitled, ‘For All I Care’.
I don’t know whether you ever did ‘butterfly prints’ as a child; those paintings where you paint one half of a piece of paper and then fold it over, so that the paint prints onto the other side of the paper, which is then opened to reveal the image of a butterfly. I remember them fondly and much later came to see those butterfly images as a metaphor. One side is a mirror of the other. Which is like how the universe faces itself. The Yin and Yang. How people often see externally what is actually within them.
Appropriately, the album’s title also became a reflection, ‘For All I Care’. Said one way (For all I Care!), it sounds like a nonchalant statement of apathy, but on the other hand, Read the rest of this entry »
‘Tis the Set of the Sail — or — One Ship Sails East
Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1916
But to every mind there openeth,
A way, and way, and away,
A high soul climbs the highway,
And the low soul gropes the low,
And in between on the misty flats,
The rest drift to and fro.
But to every man there openeth,
A high way and a low,
And every mind decideth,
The way his soul shall go.
One ship sails East,
And another West,
By the self-same winds that blow,
‘Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales,
That tells the way we go.
Like the winds of the sea
Are the waves of time,
As we journey along through life,
‘Tis the set of the soul,
That determines the goal,
And not the calm or the strife.