If you’ve read this blog before, you probably don’t need something to remind you that I love the music of Pat Metheny, the jazz composer and guitarist.
Yesterday, while I was walking to work, I heard this song of Pat’s:
(YouTube video of “Something To Remind You” found here)
While I was listening, I saw some things to remind me of issues I think about a lot. For example, I noticed barriers and obstacles:
As the song “Something to Remind You” came to an end, I noticed this, which reminded me of something else:
As can happen, there were some barriers and obstacles, there, to making sense and meaning. There was also a lot, in that image, that I could take in and understand.
In this post, I could continue to show somethings to remind myself of healing work and other experiences I witnessed, yesterday.
Yesterday, before I left my office, I noticed something was gone — something to remind people that tears (and any other feelings) are always welcomed where I work.
Yes, all my tissues had been used up, yesterday. Now, that picture is something to remind me to bring more in, today.
I’m not sure, exactly, how else to mark this Day of Remembrance,September 11, in today’s post.
Perhaps, just this: A thank you to all my readers for all the memories you bring here today. Then, perhaps, silence.
Or, if you choose, I’ll offer another Pat Metheny song that showed up in my earphones yesterday, for the first time ever. It was only just now, as I was creating this post, that I discovered this song was from his album “One Quiet Night,” when 9/11/01 was right there, to remind him.
… on his new album One Quiet Night, the New York based guitarist takes a turn towards quiet ruminations on solo acoustic guitar, largely inspired by post 9-11 moods.
(quote found here)
Recorded by Metheny in his New York City home, half of the material on the CD was captured on a single night in November 2001 ….the November 2001 session was not originally intended for public consumption and was entirely improvisational in nature … In the liner notes, Metheny hopes this album will offer his listeners “some peace and enjoyment.”
(quote found here)
(YouTube video of “Song for The Boys” found here)
I LOVE his “One Quiet Night” album!
And I love that you visited and commented today. Many thanks.
I defiantly don’t listen to enough Pat Metheny. I guess I’ll have to remedy that situation. A nice post about remembrance.
I definitely appreciate this comment, Trent.
First time I’ve ever seen the Serenity Prayer without the word “God.” Just out of curiosity, is that intentional?
I have seen it that way before. My belief about the intent there: to be inclusive of people who believe and who do not believe.
Thank you for reminding me of this very important point.
Ann, I see barriers in my city all the time! The last couple of days it has been whole boughs of trees that broke off due to the summer snow storm we’ve had!
Diana xo
Something reminds me that, whatever the barriers, Diana, you are figuring out ways to get around them!
Very soothing and relaxing musical interlude on an otherwise mundane Thursday morning. Thank you for sharing and brightening my day.
Thank you, also, for sharing and brightening my day here.
There are people parked on the sidewalk. On the side walk. Great remembrance post, it was nice to see that was where you ended up! But seriously, on the sidewalk.
Yes, Kate. On the sidewalk. Seriously, I often have to deal with such things, on my way to and from work. This is reminding me, though, that it was especially car-crowded on the sidewalk yesterday. Usually, there is more room for me and the rest of the humans walking!
I just can’t even!
Oh, this day, Ann. Thirteen years go by in a flash, do they not? Of course I remember the horror and ramifications of 9/11 on each anniversary, but that awful day altered things in our world every day forever. In any case, year 13 is affecting me more than usual, the weight of that number, the echo of President Obama’s address last evening … You picked a doozie of a title and song today, Ann. Indeed.
Mark! Twice, yesterday, I tried to reply to your poignant comment. I see, now, that those attempts were unsuccessful. I guess I was trying to do too many things at once. Or, maybe I was affected even more than I knew, by 9/11 yesterday.
Indeed, you are a doozie of a reader, Mark, and I hope you know how much I appreciate you, every day.
This is a day for a sacred pause and reflection. One Quiet Night seems right to acknowledge the memories, loss and tumult of that time .. With lightness and compassion.
It’s okay to our sleeves when we have no choice. <3
Thank you, Val, for these sacred reflections. I love your lightness, compassion, and heart.
Never forget. It was too horrific an event and shocking to be attacked in the U.S. When we travel and I see the stepped up security, Then, I remember not just 9/11 but also Pan Am Flight 101 where 39 people from Central New York – most of them Syracuse University students – never made it home for Christmas.
Peace and love, Ann. (BTW, I also love Pat Metheny.)
A correction on my post. It was Pan Am Flight 103.
This was my first encounter with terrorism – as a reporter and later when we flew to England – was when Pan Am Flight 103 was sabotaged on Dec. 21, 1988 over Lockerbie, Scotland by terrorists – killing 259 aboard and 11 on the ground. Among them, as I recall, were 39 folks from Central New York – many of them Syracuse University students who never made it home for Christmas. As a reporter, I worked on that story and with co-workers who lost some friends/fellow students aboard that plane.
I will never forget either the 9/11 assault on American soil or the Pan Am Flight 103 bombing.
Thank you for your unforgettable memories, Judy.
Peace and love to you, also, Judy. Thank you.
Such calming music.
Barriers – Hmmm…What can I say that’s positive about barriers?
I like the barriers that keep germs away from me – like my white blood cells.
🙂
You are so skilled, RoSy, at figuring out a rosy way to see things. Many, many thanks.
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