Netherlands (*or bust)


I sat down to listen to some tunes on my computer.  I have a lot of songs from the 1970’s.  I pushed “random play” and was amazed how the magic of serendipity created a “random” selection of songs… but every one of them had personal meaning to a very special time in my life.  I was listening to them through my headphones, so I was keenly aware of the engineering clarity and quality of these old recordings.  They each sounded brand new.  Beautiful.  The words so well written. The music exuding so much talent, skill and finesse.  I guess I’m semi-partial to 70’s music.

I listened to the playlist and realized each song was really about my “greatest love.”  Deni, my ex-wife; the only wife I’ve ever had.  Someone I still call my best friend.  She knows me better than anyone in the world, and she loves me better than anyone in the world…. and I still love her more than anyone in the world — Heaven or Earth.

I listened with my spirit, soul and guts hanging out.  I was in a condition to really appreciate some great seventies song, but I wasn’t ready for the effect each word of every song had.  It was one of those, “This song’s about me!” moments.  This mix was randomly selected to be specifically for me to hear.  I listened with the desire to put on my tie-dye and light the incense.  I didn’t have any tie-dye, and I don’t usually like the way it looks on out-of-shape senior citizens.  But I did light up my herbal “medication”, light the incense and open all the windows in the house to let the air blow me away.

I am still listening to the mysterious playlist with my pajamas and windows open for the New Day to manifest, listening to Jon Anderson of Yes and Vangelas sending the message of “The Mysterious Serendipity Playlist” to me through my headphones. Eat your heart out Wally-haters.  God does still love me and is speaking directly to me.  Holy is this music and it’s really beautiful.

* I have listened to these songs for decades.  I’ve heard them so many times, but today I understood what they meant for the first time it seemed.  Now I understand why my parents always used to say “in the good old days.”  They really are good.  These are the words to just a few of the songs included on my MSP (Mysterious Serendipity Playlist).


NETHERLANDS by Dan Fogelberg

I bought this album when on cassette and listened to it for the first time while I was painting in my garage. I remember the thoughts that were going through my head at that time.  If only I had listened to the words at that time I might have received some insightful thoughts about my life which was still young.  I loved this song, but I never really paid attention to the words.

Until today.

The Netherlands Tulips

High on this mountain
The clouds down below
I’m feeling so strong and alive
From this rocky perch
I’ll continue to search
For the wind
And the snow
And the sky

I want a lover
I want some friends
And I want to live in the sun
And I want to do all the things that I
Never have done.

Sunny bright mornings
And pale moonlit nights
Keep me from feeling alone
Now, I’m learning to fly
And this freedom is like
Nothing that I’ve ever known
I’ve seen the bottom
And I’ve been on top
But mostly I’ve lived in between
And where do you go
When you get to the end of
Your dream?

Off in the nether lands
I heard a sound
Like the beating of heavenly wings
And deep in my brain
I can hear a refrain
Of my soul as she rises and sings
Anthems to glory and
Anthems to love and
Hymns filled with early delight
Like the songs that the darkness
Composes to worship the light.

Once in a vision
I came on some woods
And stood at a fork in the road
My choices were clear
Yet I froze with the fear
Of not knowing which way to go.

One road was simple
Acceptance of life
The other road offered sweet peace
When I made my decision
My vision became my release.

Songwriters: DAN FOGELBERG

© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LL



BE FREE by Loggins & Messina



I can see the world’s changing,
I can see it re-arranging,
Happening before my very eyes.

Everywhere the cements growing,
In the street the traffic’s flowing,
Ruining the air up in the skys,
Is no surprise.

I want to get away and live my life,
In the rivers and trees,
I want to spend the days making wine and be free,
Be free (Be free, be free)

I can hear the cities calling,
Come on down i can feel you falling,
Happening for all of us to see.

See the deepening cement hollow,
Reaching out for those who follow,
hunkering on far too many lies,
Its no surprise.

I want to get away and live my life,
In the rivers and trees,
I want to spend my days making wine,
And be free (be free, be free) and be free.

From the winds so far away,
Ive had an inner vision,
Ive seen the universe unfold.

I can hear the school bell ringing,
From the yard the children singing,
Merily life is but a dream.

In the street there go the brothers,
Selling slow and ship to others,
Aiding those whos songs have turned to crys,
Is no surprise.

I want to get away and live my life,
In the rivers and trees,
I want to spend my days making wine,
And be free, and be free, and be free(be freee…)

Songwriters: JIM MESSINA

© Universal Music Publishing Group



A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM by Edgar Allan Poe (from “The Raven” by The Alan Parsons Project)

A Dream Within a Dream

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?

Edgar Allan Poe
© Poemhunter