around this time of year over thirty years ago, there was a blizzard in st. louis. there are photos of my mom in a long tan coat, with a big prenant belly, surrounded by piles of snow. i love that photo, and yet i wonder if the stress of navigating that amount if snow may have added to the stress of having a first child. or to the strain my parents were already experiencing as a couple.
i was reflecting on this early time in my life, tracing back back back to where my feelings as an adult could have come from. my own feelings of inadequacy. or feeling like a burden.
i think these early conditions do shape us in many ways. yet i believe if our soul made it onto earth, we are here for a purpose, no matter what conditions we were born under, or what we’ve been through. sometimes it seems like we don’t belong here, or it would be easier if we just went away. but i promise you there is a huge, bigger-than-us plan unfolding. and however slowly, gradually, eventually...
late bloomers always bloom. 🌹🌹🌹
thank you for bringing this song to life @jaredsstein@maggiemalynmusic@oheden#hotelcafe#sadiehartsound#songwriterlife#originalmusic#touringmusician#vanlife#borninablizzard#love#music#singer#performer#songwriter#gratitude#lasongwriter#sadiehartandthehighvibes#seeker#creativity#theartistsway#innerchild
Quando você resolve pegar o violão de nylon do seu amigo e o clima ajuda para tocar aquela Bossa Nova que você escreveu três anos atrás.
When your friend lends you his acoustic and the weather combines with the deep and sad Bossa Nova song you wrote 3 years ago.
Música: Lembranças... #driigomes#bossanova#tomjobim#violaoevoz#acousticguitar#originalmusic