I come from a long line of not-very adventurous folks.  We’re the opposite of world travelers.  But that doesn’t mean we are closed-minded.  We absolutely believe in expanding ourselves, enjoying new experiences.

             In fact, since we do tend to stay close to home, aren’t generally able to afford much more than our day-to-day existence, we welcome with open arms fresh perspectives and input.

             We also very much appreciate when we are gifted something which we wouldn’t ordinarily come across.  That happened to me this week, the world was brought to my doorstep.  This unexpected connection reached out, and then it sparked the idea of our message.

             When I sat and reflected, opening up to what were we to learn from this one, I was directed to share:

remember why you came here,

remember your song.

             This phrase is similar to lyrics I recently spent some time with.  The song resonated with me in a deep and profound way.  Go HERE, and watch the video.

             This woman is gathering the music of history, recalling our ancestors, and then sharing her treasures with us.   I’m going to follow her social media pages to see if there are shows near me or opportunities to see her live, because this, this sound, this human, this rhythm . . . it is something I am undeniably drawn to.

              The idea that we remember, the idea that we are all one, the idea that it is our joy to care for each other.  It is truth.  And it is in our very core, our cells.

             Below is a collaboration; Peia Luzzi and two other phenomenally talented young women (Megan Danforth and Cyrise Schachter).  I feel so grateful that this music and this collection of bright souls were brought into my life.

             Enjoy!  Feel free to share, as I have done.  When we are all singing peace, it can’t help but make that the strongest and most powerful aspect among us.





One thought on “Globally Connected

  1. Interesting music and musicality. Reminds me of the fundamental basis for music. It also reminds me of hearing a story (condensed hugely here) of an African man who told a music teacher “why do you need to teach music? We are all musical, in every way.”

    I had an experience singing (!) several years ago; we were in Portugal, in a small chapel on a UNESCO site. Three of us, in unison, started singing “Sanctus” from Jonathan Livingston Seagull. It was amazing, and could not be repeated by a solo voice. Something to ponder.

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