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One Fine Day

Updated: May 15, 2021

Listen. It's been a tough year, a crazy year. An unthinkable year. The loss of life, unimaginable. So many shattered hopes and dreams. Fear and anxiety our daily bread. For many an unbridgeable distance between us and our loved ones who are so far away.

So hearing the positive news about increasing vaccination rates, and decreasing illness and deaths due to Covid-19 has been a literal shot of hope delivered right into my arm. Two weeks after my second vaccination, I started to make plans for a road trip back to North Carolina to see my son and daughter and son-in-law (last sighting: December 26, 2019, the day I moved to New Mexico) and to catch up with friends, tend to Roadcinante, and gather the rest of my belongings, the things I left when I moved, certain I'd just zip back in March of 2020 and fetch them.


Lordy, it's been a year, and then some. I've had to practice hope, the way you have to practice an instrument, like how your mom made you sit for hours working on the notes, your dad reminding you to paying attention, stay focused. Breaking a sweat while your teacher stood behind you as your brain created those new neural pathways. Practicing hope has been like that for me, making and then clearing the spiritual and emotional pathways. It has been and continues to be work, y'all.


That's because hope is hard, gutsy business. It’s a trapeze-without-the net, death-defying, in-your-face kind of stubbornness. It’s radical and it’s counterintuitive and it's fierce.


And it looks with absurdly dogged persistence toward the future, insisting, in spite of how things might seem, that a better day is coming.


Amen and amen again.


There is a song about hope that I love a lot, "One Fine Day," written a while back by David Byrne (of Talking Heads) and Brian Eno. It's hymnic. Sacred. And very full of the things I think we all could use more of right now. Here are some of the lyrics.


Even though a man is made of clay,

Everything can change that one fine day.

Then before my eyes, is standing still,

I beheld it there, a city on a hill.

I complete my tasks, one by one.

I remove my masks, when I am done.

Then a peace of mind, fell over me.

In these troubled times, I still can see.

We can use the stars, to guide the way.

It is not that far, the one fine day.


Since today is Byrne's 69th birthday and I'm so very glad he was born, here is a video recording of him performing the song with the Brooklyn Youth Chorus several years ago. If you give it a listen, you may want to have some tissues handy. Remember, we've been through a lot.


Happy weekend. As always, thanks for following along, and a special welcome to all new followers. Wishing everyone peace.



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Alison Evans
Alison Evans
May 15, 2021

Thank you, Becca, for your eternal wisdom and optimism! We have so much to be thankful for after the darkest winter imaginable. I have been a huge fan of David Byrne from way back in the early Talking Heads days. As predicted, that rendition of One Fine Day with all those beautiful young faces and voices brought tears to my eyes. I could - maybe should - listen to it every morning! And one fine day, perhaps you and Roadcinante will make your way up to the PNW again...☀️

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Rebecca
May 15, 2021
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Hugs to you, sweet friend, and thank you for reading. I'd love to see your face! That would be a fine day!

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Marie
Marie
May 15, 2021

Bellissima! Still in absolute awe of your HuffPost piece, now again I am amazed by your wisdom, grace, and ability to find language for ... often the unspeakable ... My guess is that your time in NC will be brimming over with “catching up” in countless ways, but if you find a window to share a cup of coffee or wine, please give a holler. And if not, will look forward to synching when Dale and I make it back to Mountain Time (as mentioned, time in NM scheduled for Sept 2020, like much of life, postponed....) With gratitude sempre for your words — and being divine. Buon Viaggio.

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Rebecca
May 15, 2021
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Grazie mille! I will see how things unfold, and if it works to get together, I'd love to. Otherwise, we'll look toward Mountain Time! Hugs to you.

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kmub51
kmub51
May 15, 2021

I hope you can see this. Next week I too will be driving to Maine to see and hug my dear son and daughter-in-law The last time we saw each other was Christmas 2019. The very truth is I had lost complete hope during this pandemic. Perhaps because we lived in the epicenter of it all and we had many friends succumb to this dreadful virus. I am not the same person I was when this first began. At this time I am depleted. I am sure that seeing my son and feeling his warmth through a hug will regenerate my spirit. Thank you, Rebecca for this lovely story which has nourished my soul. With all my love and appreciation…

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Rebecca
May 15, 2021
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I'm so happy for you! Safe travels, and may you be filled with joy and peace!

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