I have a special crystal in my hand bag. Silvia, the woman who gave it to me in Den Bosch, read to me from a book about crystals what this particular stone is good for, and we both laughed at the uncanniness of it, how this was really the crystal for me.
The handbag itself is from Stela. She gave it to me when I was playing in Vancouver. When my friends in Berlin saw it they teased, "oooh, look at you, all fancy now." Indeed, it's not my usual hippie bag that's torn and ink stained. A convenient, sturdy travel purse it is, and classy, as is Stela. She also gave me her leather guitar strap. Both gifts intended to save my painful shoulder, (and both very helpful on that front).
The scarf in the photo is from Jolanda. She gave me a few, and each one I wear reminds of the road angels I meet. The herbal teas given to me by Connie in Dusseldorf, the hot bath with aromatheraputic bubbles offered by Roos in Nijmegen, the gluten free snacks purchased specically for me,
the arnaca oil massage (again, for the shoulders), the hugs, meals, conversations, rides, the dragging of my suitcase along the cobble stone for me, the beds made for me, not to mention the gigs and radio interviews and promotion organized for me, this tour has made feel so blessed it's like a widening group of friends is welcoming me gently into a realm where receiving is permissible, and even encouraged.
It is still not quite familiar territory.
I asked Marina in B.C. for some venue info. She passed it along promptly and when I said, half-jokingly, "Why are you so good to me?" She replied,
"Aww, well, Why wouldn't I be? Did you do something to not deserve some info?" And then she delicately added:
"I think you've been on the road for so long! And when we are on the road we come across alot of people helping us and eventually we think we've had enough help or too much help so that's why you're probably feeling this. But MUSIC MAN you're freeing our souls up a little everytime you perform, so all the help makes sense, no?"
Maybe it does. And in a line in a brand new song, I write: "I used to shy from just admitting that I needed things, but if it weren't for all the gifts of others, I'd be without wings."
Just saying thank you to all you road angels. I'd have long quit without you.
The handbag itself is from Stela. She gave it to me when I was playing in Vancouver. When my friends in Berlin saw it they teased, "oooh, look at you, all fancy now." Indeed, it's not my usual hippie bag that's torn and ink stained. A convenient, sturdy travel purse it is, and classy, as is Stela. She also gave me her leather guitar strap. Both gifts intended to save my painful shoulder, (and both very helpful on that front).
The scarf in the photo is from Jolanda. She gave me a few, and each one I wear reminds of the road angels I meet. The herbal teas given to me by Connie in Dusseldorf, the hot bath with aromatheraputic bubbles offered by Roos in Nijmegen, the gluten free snacks purchased specically for me,
the arnaca oil massage (again, for the shoulders), the hugs, meals, conversations, rides, the dragging of my suitcase along the cobble stone for me, the beds made for me, not to mention the gigs and radio interviews and promotion organized for me, this tour has made feel so blessed it's like a widening group of friends is welcoming me gently into a realm where receiving is permissible, and even encouraged.
It is still not quite familiar territory.
I asked Marina in B.C. for some venue info. She passed it along promptly and when I said, half-jokingly, "Why are you so good to me?" She replied,
"Aww, well, Why wouldn't I be? Did you do something to not deserve some info?" And then she delicately added:
"I think you've been on the road for so long! And when we are on the road we come across alot of people helping us and eventually we think we've had enough help or too much help so that's why you're probably feeling this. But MUSIC MAN you're freeing our souls up a little everytime you perform, so all the help makes sense, no?"
Maybe it does. And in a line in a brand new song, I write: "I used to shy from just admitting that I needed things, but if it weren't for all the gifts of others, I'd be without wings."
Just saying thank you to all you road angels. I'd have long quit without you.
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