Last night as I was going to bed, Robb was listening to music on his laptop as he did a little work. Typically this bothers me and I ask him to put on his headphones… he grumbles but does it… but this night, I honestly wanted him to keep playing this one song on repeat. (gosh as I’m typing this the tears are flowing out of my eyes)…
I had no clue as to WHY this song was moving me in such a strange way. I really have NO connection to it from my past. It reminds me of nothing. But it stirred up this deep feeling in my gut, in my heart. It made me feel sadness and pure JOY and LOVE all at the same time.
I still don’t know the significance of why this song moved me so much…
This morning I woke up realizing the day. I sort of block this day in my mind a little bit (not to forget but it creeps up on me) as it was for many, it was for me a very emotional and pivotal day in my life.
“Water through my hands
Or is it just beginning
But if he’s all you say
Would he fly from heaven
To this world again”
Fly from Heaven – Toad the Wet Sprocket — have you really listened to it? Maybe you’ve never heard this song. Maybe it’s not your cup of tea. Maybe you don’t know who “the Toad” (like I affectionately call him) is… This song is haunting. It’s filled with hope, fear and despair. It holds a deep rooted meaning and feeling even I don’t understand – or I never gave much thought to – but now I do.
It’s about belief, faith. It’s about struggle and doubt. It’s about being saved and being free!
Today, is a day about all of these things, and somewhere deep down in my gut, in my soul – i FELT it last night just by listening to this song. I’m still listening to this song (I get a little obsessive when something moves me like this…) but it’s allowing me to move through the 9 o’clock hour… the hour that my world stood still. That OUR whole world stood still. I still see all your faces… Lara, Steve, Diane… everyone else who surrounded me in the offices of AOL. My husband and I driving to work listening to NPR and hearing about a “plane” crashing into the WTC…
This song, for whatever reason came onto Robb’s playlist last night to remind me that on this day 14 years ago we found something inside of us we didn’t know existed. We had to find faith, hope, belief within tragedy.
I don’t know if you know this song already, but here it is. I’m still trying to wrap my head around what happened 14 years ago, I’m still trying to wrap my head around the song and why it moved me to feel like it did and I’m still trying to wrap my head around life – in general.
All this from listening to 1 simple song.FLY FROM HEAVEN