When I am being serenaded as I wake up, I pay attention. Today it was Peter Tosh. Little did I know he was sharing the stage. When the words have something to tell me, I pay even closer attention. Today could bring the first steps in a long dance away from people, thoughts, experiences and swirling uncertainties that are no longer here, no longer apply. Amnesia in its mildest form can be a gift. Forget about it. Let it go. Nothing like a reggae beat to start the forward momentum. Just put your hand in mine. xo
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Tuesday, May 29, 2012
We're gonna leave all our troubles behind
For today, let's walk and don't look back. And Mick, were any of us every that young? One of my happy songs, not thought of in years.
When I am being serenaded as I wake up, I pay attention. Today it was Peter Tosh. Little did I know he was sharing the stage. When the words have something to tell me, I pay even closer attention. Today could bring the first steps in a long dance away from people, thoughts, experiences and swirling uncertainties that are no longer here, no longer apply. Amnesia in its mildest form can be a gift. Forget about it. Let it go. Nothing like a reggae beat to start the forward momentum. Just put your hand in mine. xo
When I am being serenaded as I wake up, I pay attention. Today it was Peter Tosh. Little did I know he was sharing the stage. When the words have something to tell me, I pay even closer attention. Today could bring the first steps in a long dance away from people, thoughts, experiences and swirling uncertainties that are no longer here, no longer apply. Amnesia in its mildest form can be a gift. Forget about it. Let it go. Nothing like a reggae beat to start the forward momentum. Just put your hand in mine. xo
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