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“We Are Stardust. We Are Golden.”

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I’ve been singing the song “Woodstock” in my head for a few days now. After doing a search on YouTube, I realized my song search for “We Are Stardust” was really “Woodstock”. But you know… life is for learning, and after that, I now know a lot about what happened at Yasgur’s Farm, Bethel, NY – August 1969.

But you know… life is for learning, and after my initial search, I now know a lot about Woodstock and about what happened at Yasgur’s Farm, Bethel, NY – August 1969.

Then, I looked for the lyrics to “Woodstock”.

After going deeper into the rabbit hole, I find that the lyrics that Crosby, Stills and Nash sang, were not the original lyrics. I have heard our Canadian Joni Mitchell sing “Woodstock” before, but I didn’t know she was the original creator of the song. I read that she wrote the song after the Woodstock experience was recounted to her by Graham Nash. Joni Mitchell is awesome and I have sung many of her original beautiful songs (to myself) over the years.

Crosby, Stills + Nash Version video with lyrics. You can sing along.

The “Woodstock” song version, that I was singing along with in my head, was performed by Matthew’s Southern Comfort. They adapted Joni’s original lyrics

Woodstock Concert (Aug 15,16,17,18 1969)

When I found this video, I watched Joni’s body language and heard her voices and could feel the ‘ache’ she experienced, by not being able to get to Woodstock.

Wikipedia: Woodstock

Woodstock

Original lyrics by Joni Mitchell

I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, I said where are you goin
And this he told me

I’m going on down to Yasgur’s Farm
Gonna join in a rock’n roll band
I’m gonna camp out on the land and I’m gonna try ’n get my soul free

We are stardust, we are golden
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Well, then can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog,
And I feel to-be-a-cog in somethin’ turning

Well’n maybe it is the time a year
or maybe it’s the time of man
I don’t know – who I am
But you know life is for learning

We are stardust, we are golden
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong and
Everywhere there was song and a celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
They were turning in-to butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust, billon year old carbon, we are golden
Caught in the devils bargain
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Hold Fast

I just got back to the house from a dog walk.

It is a beautiful day. Sunny. Warm.

 

It’s been a hard winter.

 

When I was out walking in the neighbourhood, I saw people; raking, picking up branches, changing over winter tires, watching their kids playing. I saw kids walking with friends. Kids biking. Kids walking their dogs.

Last night, our family watched a movie. “Hold Fast”. I’ve been thinking about it a lot today. I love Newfoundland.

With all of that, I make these observations:

If we want a better quality of life, we need to reflect – what we want.

Think it. Live it. Be it.

We all want to be respected. We don’t always know how this works.

Be polite. Be kind. Be understanding. Be open. Listen. Observe. Pause.

Be mindful. Be grateful.

 

Life is hard.

 

“It takes a Village – to raise a child”.

It takes a ‘Village’ – to raise a ‘Village’.

If we are fortunate, in this life, we grow from being babies, into children, into teens, and then into adulthood.

Not everyone experiences all of these diverse stages – living their life on this planet.

We grow older. Our bodies give way. We die.

It’s okay to die. It is okay to be afraid of dying.

Death – is just the last piece of ‘our’ puzzle. It is always harder for those left behind.

 

We cannot deny death. It ‘is’ our impending death, that helps us appreciate our life.

We are not immortal.

We should not live – as if we are.

We ‘are’ just passing through. It’s okay that we are just passing through.

 

Regardless of where we live on this planet – our needs are basically the same.

We ‘are’ basically the same.

We need water.
We need food.
We need shelter and to feel safe. We need to feel – that we are loved.
We need to feel connected – to things outside ourselves.
We need to feel – we belong to a community.

Past these things – we can flourish.

 

We are all individuals, but we need to work together.

We have a lot of problems, but they aren’t big enough to be unsolved.

We do not ‘own’ anyone, but ourselves.

Parents do not ‘own’ their children. Parents give birth and look after their children, until these children are ready to go off on their own.

We need to feel nurtured – in all stages of our life. From birth – until death.

We need to look after each other.

It takes a Village – to raise a Village.

Many hands – make light work.

Many minds bring many solutions.

Many minds bring different perspectives.

It’s okay to disagree.

Things are rarely – black and white.

Things can be messy and grey. It’s okay that it can be like this.

We need to care for each other.

We need to work together.

We need to respect one another.

We need to work ‘with’ our planet.

Our planet is our home.

Home – is important.

Beer And A Banana Nut Muffin

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No – it’s not a banana nut muffin!

It’s a S’mores thingy. Humph! : |

… just watch this… ok? 10 million other people did.

The Power of Vunerability

New Learning

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There. I’m trying something new.

Sitting by a shallow river listening to calming gurgling water, bugs of many sorts and birds here and there. Oh… and I am writing this post on my phone. This is challenging enough with the dog constantly pulling on his leash, as I try to keep my fingers on this skinny keypad. My reading glasses always pain me, but…

I really have been obsessed with the ‘brain’ these last couple of years.

I just finished reading “The Male Brain” (Louann Brizendine) that I picked up second hand at White Rabbit Books.

I found the book very interesting from the perspective of understanding how our brains ‘physiologically’ work a certain way (i.e. through hormones like testosterone or estrogen) which lead to our ‘behaviour’.

Since I haven’t yet read “The Female Brain”, “I am assuming” the same [perspective] is more or less true for the female brain. Yet, we still ‘eye roll’ when we encounter behaviours [annoying?] in people because ‘we think’ they are ‘choosing’ to behave that way. I don’t think we really consider that it is our ‘brain’ and it’s physiological processes that are making us behave in certain ways. I know I am over simplifying, but it’s been changing the way I think about people and why they behave the way they do.

[bugs trying to eat me]

As I was winding my way down the dog path today – I started thinking about the ‘brain differences’ between environmentalists, profit seekers, academics and the many of us hard working people who want to live our lives, be productive [go away fly] and leave something behind for our kids when we – check out.

I got an email from Environmental Defence the other day. They just completed a Report on Urban Sprawl.

[ok I now have 6 bug ‘or something’ bites on my leg. Not even going to check the other leg… eye roll].

I didn’t read the report. Just skimmed it. Some good thoughts about our need to build more sustainable communities, but a lot of us, already know this stuff.

I’ve been more interested in sustainable communities lately, because I want to sketch out what I think would be included [next post maybe]. I’ve already made some notes and can picture some of the ideas in my head. I’m not a Planner or anything. Just want to express these thoughts on paper. I think it would be fun.

The thing I realized, in glomming [love this word ‘glom’] all my thoughts together on all of this [brain, how we think], is that there is NO WAY IN HELL, that we ‘all’ [environmentalists, profit seekers, academics, workers] would have come up with this [cardinal singing] ‘sustainable community’ idea, thinking so differently the way we do.

I think communities start out pretty much the same way. Someone buys a chunk of land. Parcels it off into smaller pieces, people set up businesses on those pieces, others move closer to the businesses because they want to live near where they work and they want to access all the things they need [food, education for kids etc] to live.

Now though, we are hitting the wall – and we know it. So where do we go from here?

Hiddyho!

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Cat Scratch Fever

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