David Bowie's song, of course, and he accepted the changes, sliding peacefully into the loving arms of death, as we all will do, hopefully in that same peaceful way. But meanwhile, back at the ranch of life, changes are not always welcome or peaceful, and we often meet them with resistance, clinging to the ways we have grown into. Sometimes, of course, we happily leap into the waters of change, seeking the excitement of the new, the thrill of the unknown. But at those other times, it’s hard to let go – if that is what the change means.
Where is the excitement of not being able to do what you once did? Of not looking like the god or goddess you maybe had been? Of losing a loved one? A job? A relationship? A limb? Or just a favourite something?
I guess the problem lies in expecting excitement, or at the other end, in expecting the reassurance of what is comfortable. If we were Buddah, we wouldn’t expect anything. But by god, it’s hard to be holy and satisfied as a plain Jane or Joe, in this imperfect world.
Changes are there no matter how we respond, just like some miserable people (lousy neighbours, for example) who intrude on our lives. The important part is the response – not letting the misery get inside; not wishing there was no misery; not crumbling.
The response is what defines a person, and what creates a life that gives us what we need. Moving with the changes makes it like a two-step, a dance.
And dancing, in my opinion, is always magic, whether a fast wild jive, or a slow, even sad, shuffle. Dancing, like music, takes us somewhere else.
Never let the music go, the music that is you.
CH CH CH CHANGES….
Two French gigs coming up:
first one at the lovely Nice Bistro in Whitby Ontario, where the food is fabulous, and the music is magnifique. that's on Wed. Nov. 2, 7pmuntil approx. 9:15. Standards in French and English.
then on Sat. Nov. 5, I will be at the Radio Hall of Canoe FM in Haliburton, Ont recording all my favourite French tunes, just because i want to. the evening will be broadcast later. also 7pm