{"id":1465,"date":"2012-06-28T11:54:14","date_gmt":"2012-06-28T19:54:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.wordpress.com\/?p=1465"},"modified":"2012-06-28T11:54:14","modified_gmt":"2012-06-28T19:54:14","slug":"light-bright-at-sea-06272012","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=1465","title":{"rendered":"Light-Bright \u2013 At Sea \u2013 [06\/27\/2012]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><a href=\"http:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.files.wordpress.com\/2012\/06\/beach.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-1466\" title=\"Beach\" src=\"http:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.files.wordpress.com\/2012\/06\/beach.jpg?w=225\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>So beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly<br \/>\nTake me to the green valley<br \/>\nAnd lay the sod o\u2019re me<br \/>\nI\u2019m a young cowboy and know I\u2019ve done wrong<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Sometimes, things come up and jump on you completely out of the blue. I thought I knew most of the solo guitarist\u2019s chart book, I certainly know the standards he plays every night \u2013 over the weeks he becomes a lovely background to my evening, but I don\u2019t always pay a great deal of attention to him. And then tonight, he suddenly strikes a very familiar chord, that I can hardly really believe I\u2019m hearing, and it takes until the first line to realize what I\u2019m actually listening to.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s <em>The Streets of Laredo<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Some things take you back to another time in the blink of an eye. There are about six songs that do that for me, Laredo is one of them. Suddenly I\u2019m not sitting at a desk reading a Stephen King book about the effects of time travel on history \u2013 I <em>am<\/em> time travelling, and I\u2019m standing on a stool in the kitchen of the house I grew up on, helping my mother clean the kitchen, and she\u2019s singing Laredo&#8230;it\u2019s a comic version, the parody done by the Smothers Brothers in the 60s, but it\u2019s the same song. And she\u2019s laughing because we always forget the words. The dishwasher songs we used to call them, her mother had taught them to her, had sung them with her and her sisters before there was such a thing as dishwashers \u2013 and so my mother taught them to me, and whenever I cleaned up the kitchen at home \u2013 to this day \u2013 I still sing the same set of six or so songs.<\/p>\n<p>And I realize that I\u2019m sitting at my desk, and I\u2019m fighting back tears, and I don\u2019t know if it\u2019s because I miss home, or because I miss being a child when I had nothing more to worry about than drying the dishes \u2013 or because I never <em>really<\/em> had nothing to worry about, or because it\u2019s just one of those lit up moments in the universe, thrown against the greyness of reality like the explosion of fireworks on a summer day.<\/p>\n<p>The past is never what we believe it to be, if you ask a hundred people about an event you will get a hundred different points of view on what happened, but the important thing is we sculpt our own truth. Human beings tell stories to ward off the darkness, it\u2019s a part of what makes us human, and if we tell the same story to ourselves long enough, we\u2019ll believe it, even if a part of us knows that darkness is still out there.<\/p>\n<p>It really, <em>really<\/em> is all about the lit-up moments.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly Take me to the green valley And lay the sod o\u2019re me I\u2019m a young cowboy and know I\u2019ve done wrong Sometimes, things come up and jump on you completely &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/?p=1465\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[3,4,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1465","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-alaska","category-below-the-waterline","category-reflections-below-the-waterline"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3GtNE-nD","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1465","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1465"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1465\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1465"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1465"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloodinyoursaltwater.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1465"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}