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Say it in 10: Always been here…

7 Oct

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What else can you do but think outside the box, push the boundaries, step outside the comfort zone, take a leap of faith… Because that’s where the magic happens.

In between it’s a fine balancing act, walking on a tight rope, all it takes is one false step to tumble into the abyss. Once you are on the other side though, the view is simply spectacular.

It’s hard, relentless, day in and day out, nights too. There’s no reprieve for body, mind or soul. Tired, stripped to the bone, hanging on, taking one more step. Surely the road to nowhere must end somewhere?

Then you round the corner and a gust of wind hits you between the shoulder blades and you are lifted and propelled forward and suddenly you are flying and you are thinking ‘Where did that come from?’

And then there’s a whisper from somewhere deep inside: “Pssst, always been here…”

 

©LIRYN DE JAGER

 

Right time, right place

25 Sep

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It is being at the right time, at the right place.

Question is – what it the right time, where is the right place?

The quest continues…

 

Thank you Bruce, for bringing me home

31 Dec

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Today is 31 December. It is wet outside, been raining fitfully the last couple of days, the last couple of days of 2013. The door is wide open, that is the door out onto the balcony and that other door, the one through which a world of opportunity awaits.

I get up, grab the cd on top, lift the cover, open the other cover and push play. And suddenly I’m reliving the best year of my life.

 

I been knocking on the door that hold the throne

I been looking for the map that leads me home…

We take care of our own

 

Why now, why this year? Was it turning the big 40 that did it, that finally flipped the switch to ON? I don’t know, maybe, but I’m not going to dwell on it. Instead, I’m embracing it totally, without thought or reservation. Savouring it. Every. Single. Second.

 

You put on your red dress for me tonight honey

We’re going on the town now

Looking for easy money

 

This is not to say that it’s all been smooth sailing, not at all. But that’s just the thing. It’s life. There can be no highs without the lows, no ups without the downs. After the light there’s dark. The yin and the yang. The rock and the roll.

 

Shacked and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the rock son, carry it on

 

I had wished for this year to be it, to be that seminal point where I would make that connection and sparks would fly and I would touch the stars. It just happened. No explanation given, none needed. Magic, that’s what it is. But not the tricky kind. Without foolery. Not fake. The real thing. What you see is what you get. And even if you keep on wondering why, you just have to know one thing, you are never going to need anything else. Excuse me; I am never going to need anything else.

 

There’s a new world coming, I can see the light
I’m a jack of all trades, we’ll be all right

 

So therefore, I have only one thing to ask of you – with my head in the clouds and my hand on my heart and my feet firmly planted on mother earth, let me be who I am, even if it makes no sense to you whatsoever. If I don’t harm anybody with my words or actions, if I’m a considerate human being with respect for my fellow earthlings (human and not), if I don’t cause chaos and destruction with whatever I deem fit to do with my life, then let me be me.

 

Now get yourself a song to sing 
And sing it ’til you’re done
Sing it hard and sing it well

 

During the last 12 months, the realization finally set in, at the same time gradual but also instantaneous, that I’ve set my life to the soundtrack of Bruce Springsteen. How is it possible that a man who released his first studio album (Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J., 1973), the same year that I was born, thousands of miles apart and on opposite sides of the ocean (Jersey vs. Johannesburg), whose life is not only worlds apart from my own in geography but also in the day-to-day of living it, can speak so clearly and without reservation to ME? And is continuing to do so unequivocally and will so for as long as there is rhythm and rhyme.

 

This is my confession
I need your heart

 

That’s the thing with music, it stops time, it makes you forget, it does something, it gives everybody that thing that everybody needs in that moment. It gave me what I needed on that night in July in Kilkenny. Under an Irish sky, my organs of hearing, “responsible for maintaining equilibrium and sensing sound”, took in line after line after line of pure melodic prose and poetry.

 

C’mon and take your best shot 
Let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball

 

It was the 66th and last stop on the European leg of the “Wrecking Ball” tour for Bruce Springsteen and The E Street Band. It was also part of my yearlong celebration of turning 40 and making it one for the books. The biggest and best and most badass present anyone can give themselves.

 

Honey, it ain’t got a name
You just know it when you see it
Baby, you’ve got it
Baby, you’ve got it
C’mon and give it to me

 

With blood dripping from his hand, and stripped down to a soaking wet t-shirt, he made his way back to the middle of the stage, one more time. When the last notes were played, he pointed to his heart, kissed his fingers, waved goodbye and said “Be good to yourselves”.

 

We’ve been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground

 

There was no way I could walk away from Nowlan Park that night and that experience and not be affected. I’m actually still struggling to put it into words, properly and with everything that it deserves. You had to be there, really be there, in body and spirit, in soul, to get it. But there’s also that fear, with something like this, that as the clock ticks, that THAT feeling will fade away. Not in this instance however, not one iota of fear about the lingering forever-after, none whatsoever. It’s still here, as I’m writing this, I close my eyes, and I’m back…

 

Dreams will not be thwarted
This train…
Faith will be rewarded

 

Those seven most glorious of days on the Emerald Isle, with Nowlan Park and Kilkenny shining like a beacon, was way too short, I know. I can describe it in now other way than ‘The trip that changed my life’. I am forever and eternally grateful.  And if I say life changing, I mean l-i-f-e-c-h-a-n-g-i-n-g. It gave me no choice other than to start living life to the fullest, and on my terms. It’s my life and I am doing it my way.

 

To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
We are alive

 

I sleep soundly at night (except when it’s full moon, don’t ask…), and I don’t regret anything I’m doing. Sorry, this is a lie; there is one thing I do regret – wasted opportunities. But no more, hell no! If this means having to “boldly go where angels fear to tread”, then this fabulous and fearless 40 year old says – bring it on, I can hardly wait!

 

We trusted our skills and our good sails
Our faith that with God the righteous in this world prevail

 

Everything fits like a glove, like the skin that I know I am absolutely and unashamedly supposed to be living in. The one that is grateful for and appreciate the one that was shed before as it is now the foundation for the new layer to grip and grow and prosper into something glowing. The one that has had its fair share of ups and downs and has the battle scars, some not seen by the naked eye, to prove it. The one that has had goose bumps and the hairs standing up from countless exhilarating encounters and experiences. But above all, the one that will forever grow and stretch and fold and mould into more of me. 

I’m going now while I’m still young my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely I’ll send for you when I can

 

The sun is out. The cd stops. I push repeat.

 

I been knocking on the door that hold the throne

I been looking for the map that leads me home…