Changes...

Sandy Martin has told me for years that "life is all about changes". Well, heres to you Sandy...

You've been saying for the longest time that the time has come
You've been talking like you're of a mind to get some changing done
Maybe move out of the city, find some quiet little town
Where you can sit out on your back porch step
And watch the sun go down
No one knows where they belong
The search just goes on and on and on
For every choice that ends up wrong
Another one's right
A change of scene would sure be great
The thought is nice to contemplate
But the question begs why would you wait
And be late for your life
Now you might never find that perfect town
But the sun still sets on a rooftop where the city
Sounds like a Gershwin clarinet
And you might still be searching every face for one you can't forget
Love is out there in a stranger's clothes
You just haven't met him yet
No one knows where they belong
The search just goes on and on and on
For every day that ends up wrong
Another one's right
Call it chance or call it fate
Either one is cause to celebrate
Still the question begs why would you wait
And be late for your life

Well amen Mary Chapin.....late for your life....worth a listen.....peace out.

Blog Anyway......

Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons evrywhere
Ive looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on evryone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
Ive looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
Its cloud illusions I recall
I really dont know clouds at all

Moons and junes and ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As evry fairy tale comes real
Ive looked at love that way
But now its just another show
You leave em laughing when you go
And if you care, dont let them know
Dont give yourself away
Ive looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
Its loves illusions I recall
I really dont know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say I love you right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
Ive looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say Ive changed
Well somethings lost, but somethings gained
In living evry day
Ive looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
Its lifes illusions I recall
I really dont know life at all

Its all Greek to me....

"The Greek word "chronos" means "time" in a quantitative sense, chronological time, time that you can divide into minutes and years, time as duration. It is the sense that we mean when we say,"What time is it?" or "How much time do I have?" But in Greek there is also the word "kairos" which means "time" in a qualitative sense - not the kind that a clock measures but time that cannot be measured at all, time that is characterized by what happens in it. "Kairos" time is the kind that you mean when you say that "the time is ripe" to do something, "It's time to tell the truth", a truth-telling kind of time. Or "I had a good time" - the time had something about it that made me glad. The ancient poet who wrote the Book of Ecclesiastes was using time in a "karios" sense when he wrote of a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to keep silence and a time to speak."
I have, in the past weeks, enjoyed the latter of the 2 times, because to me, they were spent with people I love and don't seem to see often enough. In the past 2 weeks, I have also been reminded of how both kinds of "time" are important. The "time" we have to spend alive on this earth making a difference in our lives as well as in the lives of others. That this sort of "chronos" time CAN be very important given that none of us knows what time our end OR our beginning will come or how. Which, in essence, makes the "kairos" time even MORE important. How we spend either one tells us a lot about oursleves as indivduals and as a race. Time is too fast, too slow,not enough or too much. But it DOES take the quantative to create the qualative. So go out....make chronos to take kairos and live life for today. Carpe Diem!!! (whoops, I think that is Latin!) A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I heard these words wafting through my sons door and down the hallway.....little did I know then the true reality of them...."Time is tickin away, tick tick tickin away.." (sung in some kind of "rappish" mode!)