Let's get right onto the dance floor...
This next one's here because as we awoke, you started our day together with some beautiful ballads from John...
You included this classic as we were starting our day together...
Earthly Origins of the Girl I Love...
Wednesday May 28, 1952 @ 2:10 PM
After graduating from your nursing program at Molloy with a focus on mental health, you were back there again...as an employee in this now psychiatric facility..
Metaphorically, below is one way to interpret this return...Likely inspired by the fruit of our physical and mystical UNION...our son JOHN...as this land is one of the MANY places he's taken us..."FURTHUR"...
...THERE AND BACK AGAIN...
LIFE IS LIKE A LABYRINTH...ISN'T IT?
This Phil Lesh album "appeared" in the search results...likely inspired by our recent collaboration with our Labyrinth Lady - Janet Rudolph...See further down...
First track on this project...perfect for your birthday!
Celebration in the wind
Open the doors, let the show begin
Come like lightning, come like rain
Come on the double with your ball and chain
Come with your trouble, your sweat and strain
Check 'em all at the door with your grief and pain
Celebration, like days of old
When everything was solid gold
Silver, diamonds, pearls and wine
Blood and roses, both yours and mine
Sunlight shining on a midnight line
That opens and closes like a holy shrine
Let a fresh wind tear through your soul
Swallow your sorrow and deliver you whole
Give you reason to believe again
But finish that prayer before you say Amen
Celebration, one on one
Hold your judgement till it's done
Until the last wheel is spun and still
The final sunbeam sets on the hill
The curtain not only fallen but burned
The very last lesson studied and learned
Celebration, the ball's in play
There was never no yesterday
Just one time the spirit moves
Proving whatever the spirit proves
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
Stepping on nobody's blue suede shoes
Let a fresh wind tear through your soul
Swallow your sorrow and deliver you whole
Give you reason to believe again
But finish that prayer before you say Amen
You say there's nothing left to celebrate
Just stolen elections, corruption and hate
Come on, come on let the good times roll
It means more now than you'll ever know
Begin again, don't you ever give up
Tryin' to fit the ocean in a six ounce cup
Begin again as though the world will hear
Speak your truth both loud and clear
Speak it like a beast howling in the wind
Speak it from the heart like an innocent child
Speak it from the mountain, speak it from the plain
Speak it like the whistle on a northbound train
Speak it with honor, speak it with pride
Speak it from the meadow by the riverside
Speak it from experience, speak it from fame
Speak it from the gutter with an unknown name
Speak it from the rooftops of the town
Speak it from the tenements tumbling down
Speak it from the podium, speak it from the stage
Speak it from the prison in tones of rage
Speak it in the tongues of gods and men
Say it, say it, say it, say it again
Speak it from the pits or from heaven above
In celebration, baby, speak it with love
Celebration, you know it's true
There was no one until there was you
You say where, I'll say when, we'll
Get it together and begin again
Like recognition of lovers and friends
In celebration that never ends
Celebration - in full sweet swing
Of everyone and everything
That causes hopes and dreams to rise
Bringing love light to your eyes
Bringing laughter to your heart
Celebration, let it start
Let a fresh wind tear through your soul Swallow your sorrow and deliver you whole Like a breath of summer in a winter land Blowing rhythm so simple, hearts can easily understand
BRENTWOOD LABYRINTH
My first encounter with these powerful pathways was after one of my monthly Men2Men circles on the sacred Brentwood grounds of the Sisters of St. Joseph.
Guys, come join me on every second Saturday. We feature good companions for the foxholes of life and good vittles: We eat in the Sisters' cafeteria...Lots of hot and cold options!
On one Saturday after our circle, I made a left turn instead of a right...
Note: See link at the end for two posts about Thera Farm.
JANET RUDOLPH: LONG ISLAND & THE WORLD'S LABYRINTH LADY...
A while later, I connected with another Long Island trailblazer - Janet Rudolph - and Eileen joined me and others at St. Francis Church in North Bellmore for some more labyrinth wandering, wondering, meandering...
1692 Bellmore Avenue
North Bellmore, NY, 11710
United States
EXTRA HELPINGS
Eileen, May Our Wonder Years Continue...TOGETHER & with Friends...
