Saturday night
I’ve been eating way too much bread and pasta and I’m starting to feel crappy. Stupid…poor. Also, I missed seeing the latest object of my lust in a pirate shirt. Grr.
I’m in a funk. Such a funk, I almost wonder if I should have gone to the staff Christmas party.
Nah.
I emailed my zen teacher asking about a ceremony or ritual I could do at home to commemorate someone’s death. I didn’t mention I wanted to do it for John Lennon. She emailed back, and mentioned him as an example, and wrote she may do something for him on Wednesday. It was a lovely email. And now I can just observe him when I go there. Not to sound lazy - I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately, planning my show and all. It’s just this way, I won’t have to worry about learning a new ritual when I’m already pretty busy.
Anyway, in preparation for the show, I’ve been listening to John Lennon: Anthology. It’s out-takes and rehearsal versions of songs. Oh My Love is one I’ve never heard before and it’s lovely. I think it would be a good choice to sing at a memorial thingy, especially given the lyrics. I wish I knew how to put MP3s on here. Oh well.
Oh my love
For the first time in my life
My eyes are wide open
Oh my lover
For the first time in my life
My eyes can see
I see the wind
Oh I see the trees
Everything is clearer in my heart
I see the clouds
Oh I see the sky
Everything is clearer in our world
Oh my lover
For the first time in my life
My mind is wide open
Oh my love
For the first time in my life
My mind can feel
I feel the sorrow
Oh I feel the dreams
Everything is clearer in my heart
I feel life
Oh I feel love
Everything is clearer in our world
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