“Traveling is all very well if you can get home at night. I would be willing to go around the world if I came back in time to light the candles and set the table for supper.” Gladys Taber
I was taking one of my power walks recently and reflecting on a funny conversation I had earlier in the day with my dearest friend Diahann. Even though we lived in London and not so far from each other, Diahann and I met in the US while working for a top high brow retailer. Our friendship has lasted for many years, and I am grateful for the connection and humor we share. Anyhow, we were discussing that period in London when Lovers Rock was the game in town and everyone wanted a dance date or two to practice close to the bone dancing… Then we flashed forward to disco days and club hopping in Manhattan. It sure brought back memories of all the raging popular music and the many divas; male and female of the day. We juggled school, work, parties, relationships, and dreams back then. With each outing, like Gladys quoted above, we found our way back to our respective homes. How did we do it? “I’m Every Woman” by Chaka Khan popped into my head and wouldn’t let go. Yeah, we were every woman… Perhaps we still are; sore knees and all.
“My music fights against the system that teaches us to live and die.” Bob Marley
Not long ago, I wrote a post: Biafra War Memories: No Victor, No Vanquished…? about the Nigeria-Biafra war and some of my memories of it. I’m not inclined to talk much about my time living in a war zone because it is not a topic most people want to read; especially during the holiday season. I know… But, war is part of the human experience. Just as some of us seek uplifting events as memory builders, others look for opportunities to wreck havoc or war. That is part of our human history. Anyway, another blogger linked to me and led me to a post on the same subject and this was a personal narrative by a woman, Chiamaka. It brought me back, full and center, to that subject; war and its aftermath. However, this time, I read it with a tinge of gratitude that we can celebrate the holidays even after such experiences… Naturally, Bob Marley’s song “War” came to mind… What takes you back in time? Music and strong stories do that to me. Always more below.
“One day at a time–this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.” Anon
Aint No Stopping Us Now – McFadden and Whitehead
If we take a closer look at our lives, turn it around, examine it closely, we’d be amazed at how far we have come and how well we have done. The down days, the valleys didn’t stop us from living nor did the curve balls or hard times. We remember but we don’t stay stuck. Music helps. Okay, I know there’s a ton of great music out there, and my kids share a lot of the current stuff with me. So, I’m not adverse to the popular stuff going around in the marketplace. Heck, I still go to concerts… but sometimes, our memories are sharpened by songs we heard a long time ago. It’s sort of like history; it carries more weight eons after the fact. So indulge me. TY! We humans are a resilient bunch and, from time to time, we need to stop, look back, take stock and applaud our efforts… Ain’t No Stopping Us Now; especially if we truly believe it. I’m game and it’s real.
“Wait for a time, exactly under the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back” Antoine de Saint-Exupery
What are your thoughts? When were you last taken back in time? What flashback includes a memory of a close friend? What memories flash back often? Do share! Thank you.
This post was inspired by a prompt from SoulPancake: When Were You Last Taken Back in Time? And from WP Daily Post: Write about your oldest friend. Where did you meet? When did you become friends? Why do you think your friendship has lasted for so long?
Positive Motivation Tip: Friends are keepers of memories, good and bad, cherish them…
- Biafra War Memories: No Victor, No Vanquished…? (eof737.wordpress.com)
- Chukwuemeka Odumegwu-Ojukwu (guardian.co.uk)
- It cannot be forgotten that war is very ugly – “Half of a Yellow Sun” by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (readingthroughthebs.wordpress.com)