Postponement (Part 1) or Bye and Bye when the morning comes...
The
song from my childhood grabbed hold of my memory and would not let go. It ran
over and over like the scratch in an old vinyl record would; that repeating
sound that would impel you to move the needle. I’d be in the kitchen hand full
of soap, listening to the record player in the living room, when it would hit a
scratch and repeat the same notes over and over for what seemed like an
eternity before I could dry my hands and get to it to nudge it over a notch
past the repeating notes. That’s how the song was, repeating and repeating, so
I knew it wanted to say something more than the words were saying on the
surface. I used to believe the story being retold by those lyrics. I no longer
hold as true the teaching and yearning which informed the repeating song. Yet
here I was singing it and swaying to its rhythms as I moved about the house.
That song, a derelict from the past I’d thought I’d release so very long ago,
was running and running through my mind.
I know
how to change thoughts, replace the one with another more to my liking, more
akin to what I believe now. Heck, I even taught classes on how to change
perennial thinking. I chose not to do that with this song. Its tenets are the
polar opposite of my growing belief in soul responsibility. I have come to a
place where I know that knowledge is available and there is never a need to
postpone for an instant what can be done now. What was the song asking me to
examine and grow through? I’ll get to the bottom of this at once.
The first line from the repeating song
is: “Bye and bye when the morning comes…” The morning has come! Now is the dawn
of the brand new day the song was anticipating when I sang it in church in my
youth. The morning is here with a day so bright all the sleepers are awakening
from their age’s long slumber. For this glorious dawn human kind has worked,
prayed, hoped and anticipated for eons. We are there now. That golden glow on
the horizon is the long awaited dawn. While humanity slept the sun of love has
been cresting the curves within our collective and individual consciousness and
it is here. The rays, so full of love, cover us with warmth we’ve not
experienced before. Yes, yes indeed, the morning is, and there is no need for
the hope of a bye and bye. We are here in the morning’s bright and enlivening
light.
Comments
Love your new smiling, glowing pictures also!!!
Peace & Blessings
Corvett