Cockburn? Then try Astroglide and http://tinyurl.com/6oaavy
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, TurquoiseB <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Ok, this is going to seem weird, one of the Off The > Program guys on FFL going out of his way to cheer up > the On The Program true-blue TM types, and help them > remember what's important and what's not, but hey... > shit happens. > > I had a really shiny, ecstatic meditation this morning, > and then logged onto to Fairfield Life and could not > help but notice the contrast. And it took me only a > few posts to get fed up with reading all the doom-and- > gloom predictions and "The sky is falling" cries coming > from the On The Program Chicken Littles in our midst, > and I figured that people needed a break. Here it is, > in song form, by my man Bruce Cockburn: > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZL4CdHd9ma4 > > This is one of Bruce's most popular songs, and one of > the few that ever made the "Top 40." And it made it > because it's a HAPPY SONG. But the genesis of the > song was anything but happy. Like many, Bruce can be > affected by and distracted by the doom-and-gloom Chicken > Littles squawking around him. Here is his story of how > this song came to be: > > "I have a relative who is involved in one of those kinds of > government jobs where they can't say what they do. The part > you can say involves monitoring other people's radio trans- > missions and breaking codes. At that time China and the Soviet > Union were almost at war on their mutual border. And both of > them had nuclear capabilities. I had dinner with this relative > of mine and he said, 'We could wake up tomorrow to a nuclear > war.' Coming from him, it was a serious statement. So I woke > up the next morning and it wasn't a nuclear war. [Laughs] It > was a real nice day and there was all this good stuff going > on and I had a dream that night which is the dream that is > referred to in the first verse of the song, where there were > lions at the door, but they weren't threatening, it was kind > of a peaceful thing. And it reflected a previous dream that > was a real nightmare where the lions were threatening." > -- from "Closer to the Light with Bruce Cockburn" by Paul Zollo, > SongTalk, vol. 4, issue 2, 1994 > > The first two lines of Bruce's song say everything > I am hoping to remind people of by sharing this song > with them: > > Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay > The world survives into another day > > Don't fall for the doom-and-gloom talk, *especially* > when it comes from people who have been practicing > meditation for 3-4 decades and are still spouting > doom and gloom. > > Trust the meditation itself, and that clear, calm > eternity that it enables you to merge with. Eternity > abides, and you abide with it, no matter what the day > brings when the sun comes up. What will happen will > happen no matter what state of mind you bring to it. > But if you buy into the state of mind that these > doom-and-gloomers are trying to sell you, you might > just miss an awesome sunrise. > > > Wondering Where The Lions Are > written 12 January 1979. Ottawa, Canada > > Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay > The world survives into another day > And I'm thinking about eternity > Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > I had another dream about lions at the door > They weren't half as frightening as they were before > But I'm thinking about eternity > Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > Walls windows trees, waves coming through > You be in me and I'll be in you > Together in eternity > Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > Up among the firs where it smells so sweet > Or down in the valley where the river used to be > I got my mind on eternity > Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > And I'm wondering where the lions are... > I'm wondering where the lions are... > > Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake > Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take > Pointing a finger at eternity > I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy > > Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun, > Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun > (Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity > Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > And I'm wondering where the lions are... > I'm wondering where the lions are... > > Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay > One of these days we're going to sail away, > going to sail into eternity > some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me > > And I'm wondering where the lions are... > I'm wondering where the lions are... >
