Weird Day Cures: Comfy Music And Life Words

Had a weird day. One that drove me to choose old music – music that feels like a rainy afternoon and sounds like a snuggly sweater on a soft bed overrun with comfy pillows.

Started with Sia – because, Sia. Moved on to Indigo Girls, because I can’t stop listening to them right now. And graduated to Tracy Chapman, after admitting to my besty that it might be becoming somewhat of a problem.

She couldn’t stop either – thousands of miles away – feeling the same instinct. No idea why. The universe is weird that way. It gives a look into why certain friendships work, I suppose.

And then I dove into Toni Morrison, reading through some of her quotes and exhaling through a few of them. Man, what a human. And what a gift.

“I dream a dream that dreams back at me.”

That’s the most magical thing I’ve read….in a long time. Maybe ever. If that isn’t inspiring, you need a brain-heart transplant. Immediately. Figure it out. It’s almost so big I can’t wrap myself around it entirely.

“Freeing yourself was one thing, claiming ownership of that freed self was another.”

Yes. Getting free doesn’t equal freedom. There’s still so much work to do. More work than you know and more than you can measure. Dang.

And then, this.

“You are your best thing.”

Crying yet? Holy hell, I’m close. If I had to say it over and over, I would be.


So I won’t proofread this, just to avoid puffy eyes tomorrow. But that – that quote – is something most of us don’t believe, right? The answer is yes.

“It is sheer good fortune to miss somebody long before they leave you.”

Ugh. I’ve now melted. And I can’t keep Tracy Chapman on any longer in the background. It’s too emotional! But really – what a thing to say, huh? That really is good fortune, wonderfully magical good fortune – to miss someone before they’ve gone.

Keep that person.

“Oppressive language does more than represent violence; it is violence; does more than represent limits of knowledge; it limits knowledge.”

I’ve lived to know that oppression, in all forms, stunts growth and creativity and inspiration and progress. That’s why people do it. That’s why it represents violence. Because it is psychologically violent – the equivalent of repeated sucker punches to the psyche.

“If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.”

Just do. And be. And go with however the universe flows. Be open to whatever comes so when it comes you can ride it. Living proof right here. What life she knew – so much, so deep.

She’s inspired me to dream a dream that dreams back at me.