Hallelujah
I don’t know why, but lately things around me have felt distant. Like there is a reality check knocking on my door and waiting for me to answer. What are we living for, when days turn into weeks that become months and years on repeat, living half hearted? It could be the season, the lack of sunshine, of colours, of smiles, of hope…and true happiness. Having the comfort of a warm bed, a stuffed fridge of food, hot water running down my body for as long as I wish, cold water on tap, imagine what people would do for that?
And then, the real struggles in the world flickering on my TV screen.
Sitting on the subway, Jeff Buckley’s “Hallelujah” came on and teared my eyes. So many others had their earphones plugged in. Where were their thoughts at? Where were they going? Were they waiting for spring to save their souls or would they open the door, even in Stockholm’s mid January if reality came knocking?
I remember once when we were kids my brother invited a drunken man on the street, into our house. My mom was perhaps not so content with his impulse of hospitality but we sat with him in the kitchen and gave him hot chocolate.
Did you know our first impulse is always Love? It is experience that make us second guess our decisions. It is when we start to THINK that we become passive. But what if the term “think before you act” became “act before you think”. How bad could it be?
Great post! Jeff Buckeley’s “Hallelujah” is transcendent…takes Cohen’s song to heights I don’t think even Cohen realized were there…
For me, it took a while for my first impulse to be love—had to get a lot of reactivity out of the way–but happily, I’m finding that love is more and more my basic motivation…but, maybe, you are going deeper than that….if I look even deeper, I think that love is indeed the great impluse, the rebellion of being against non-being and nothingness…
Great reply! 🙂
Yes, maybe Life even, is a great impulse…I’ve never thought about it that way before, but what if…? And what if sparks a lot of ideas…haha.
Moving towards Love as the basic motivation takes a lot of courage.
Thank you for being and sharing.
Glad to be here, with you, and the rest of the Extended Family. 🙂
Second only to Jeff’s is this:
k.d. lang…what a voice!
It would be a more loving place.
But also a place one could so easily get hurt.
Unless, they had friends like yourself.
A more loving place sounds fantastic to me. Do you really think we would hurt each other more by following our instincts? I guess it depends on our faith in human beings as good creatures. It’s a old debate if our nature is good or evil, or both. But hey, it never hurts to flip the coin a little and see what’s on the other side. It’s part of the experience.
Friends are forgiving, so even if we do hurt one another occasionally, there are always second chances.
i love this song. love is so much bigger than our minds can even fathom. if only we realized we don’t need to understand it completely, just be open to it. ah, love 🙂
Hallelujah!
January always feels so hallow in Europe. Also a bit lonely.
Must be the heavy, dark jackets with the hoods hiding our faces. We are like bears half into hibernation. Spring come early.