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May we be blessed to understand

how nature’s music as the ability to reach us….

and…if we listen between the notes

has the cleverness to teach us.

How one of her notes is beautiful in its individuality

but only when combined with other notes

can she create her harmony.

We gathered at a spot where the ocean meets the land

to listen to the music of a piano n the sand.

Surrounded by nature’s diversity…so beautiful and grand

we felt the wind against our faces and watched the sun set on the water

to the musical accompaniment of a piano on the sand.

Every now and then birds would fly overhead…

gliding silently through the air…

wondering, I’m sure, how a piano in the sand

could make music as beautiful as theirs. 

We didn’t know when we arrived on the beach that evening

when our feet first touched the sand

that all the beauty nature offered us

could be enhanced by a piano in the sand.

But that is exactly what transpired

thanks to the extremely gifted hands

of the man seated at the bench and playing…

his piano in the sand.

Today I’m grateful that music has found it’s way into my life

that it has a way to improve the way I feel…

and those times I have been bruised or battered or scarred

It finds a way to help me heal.

From the birds that sing in springtime…

the roar of the waves in summer

the rustling of leaves in Autumn 

to the crunch of winter’s snow….

May we be blessed to hear nature’s music

wherever we may go.

 We attended a candle-lit concert…with joy and wonder already built in.

It was the music of Adele…performed by 1 cello and 3 violins.

For a little while that evening…if was our aim…our intention…our goal

to allow the candles to light up our hearts…while the music soothed our souls.

Because we needed to be mesmerize, to be enchanted and enthralled…

to put on hold…for a moment…the horrible things our government is doing

to people outside the concert hall.

As we waited to enter we met and talked to a young couple…

they liked Adele but their favorite artist is Coldplay…

This couple was from London, England…(we could listen to them talk all day).

We met another couple and the group we were standing with let out a cheer

when we discovered it was their anniversary…they’ve been married for seven years.

With the aid of Google we helped another couple…who were on the edges of despairing…

by reading to them the correct way to get lip gloss out of the clothes that they were wearing.

Once inside…(we showed up early…we hate to arrive late)

we met up with our niece…attending the concert with her date.

Then we all sat down to listen to the music of Adele played by 1 cello and 3 violins…

and let the music lift us up…and take us to places we’ve never been.

Every now and then I’d close my eyes…then open them before the song was done

only to see a thousand notes floating in the air…landing on everyone.

When I described the people we met that night …the ones listening to 1 cello and 3 violins…

I deliberately omitted any information about what they looked like…

their sexual preference, their gender…the color of their skin.

Because it didn’t matter to the notes onto whose shoulders they were landing 

or to the music…into whose ears it flew….

and if it didn’t matter to the notes or the music…why should it matter to you.

Music sees us as humans…it does not see our sex, gender color or name…

to the notes that emanated from 1 cello and 3 violins…we all look the same.

When the concert ended we did feel mesmerized, enchanted and enthralled…

and we wished this feeling of togetherness and unity…would extend outside the concert hall.

Perhaps that’s what our government…every government needs…before any session begins…

to take a moment…close their eyes and listen…to the music of 1 cello and 3 violins.

Today I’m grateful for music and for Plato

to his words I often cling :

Music, he said, gives soul to the universe

Wings to the mind

Flight to the imagination

And life to everything…

May we be blessed to understand music 

the way Pablo Casals understood music

Before this world we shall depart…

He believed:

Music is the divine way to tell beautiful

and poetic things directly to the heart

In 1971, John Denver wrote Take Me Home Country Roads

and though in 1997 he passed away… 

I imagine he’d be smiling knowing his song is still being sung today.

Country Roads take me home 

to the place I belong

West Virginia, mountain mama

Take me home, country roads

Country Roads came on the radio in the bookstore the other night

and I found there is still magic in John’s song…

when an older couple in the store began to sing along.

Then a younger couple, then a family with children began to sing along

for a moment it’s as if time had slowed…

and before I knew it everyone in the store, including me,

was singing take me home, country roads..

It was a spontaneous unplanned flash mob…

people of all colors, sizes and shapes…singing that chorus…that verse

and when the song was over we all smiled, nodded to each other

then happily dispersed.

There is a lot of discord in our country at this moment

and it was wonderful to hear and see…

together in the bookstore…this moment of harmony.

When cruelty and brutality become the norm…

When evil is spewing out lies and trying to re-write history

We need more moments when people come together to celebrate humanity.

This was a reminder as this evil works to separate and divide us

wherever we may roam…

together we are strong…we have each other 

Together…we can take each other home.

Country Roads take me home 

to the place I belong

West Virginia, mountain mama

Take me home, country roads.

Today I’m thankful for music…not only the music we create

but nature’s music that is playing everywhere…

Because it does’t matter who or what or how it is created…

Life will always be a little sweeter…when there’s music in the air.