My anxiety/sadness is hardly ever an overall/blanket kind of thing but usually focuses on specific events that I fear, dread, regret. My mind can hardly ever relax as it has to run up to the next "bad thing" it can find and worry over it...whether it's in the past or future (Living in the moment? Not my specialty.) Sometimes these issues are valid; sometimes they're irrational. In any case, yesterday, after a long day of worrying, I was crossing the little street outside my office, which leads into a park and isn't very trafficky and has a sort of wind-tunnel effect to it. This is bad in winter, but in other seasons, it's like you're suddenly in a video, with your hair blowing romantically, and if you happening to be listening to something nice on your iPod, it really all kind of comes together. So crossing this street yesterday I heard "Under the Weather" by KT Tunstall. Here are the words:
Under this national rain cloud
I'm getting soaked to the skin
Trying to find my umbrella
But I don't know where to begin
And it's simply irrational weather
Can't even hear myself think
Constantly bailing out water
But still feel like I'm gonna sink
Coz I'm under the weather
Just like the world
So sorry for being so bold
When I turn out the light
You're out of sight
Although I know that I'm not alone
Feels like home
Feels like home
You say you feel like a natural person
You haven't got nothing to hide
So why do you feel imperfection
Cut like a sword in your side
Coz you're under the weather
Just like the world
So sorry for being so bold
When I turn out the light
You're out of sight
Although I know that I'm not alone
Feels like home
Coz I'm under the weather
Just like the world
And I need somebody to hold
When I turn out the light
You're out of sight
Although I know that I'm not alone
Feels like home
I'm not totally sure what this song is about, but it's a pretty little acoustic guitar number that has a really rocking, freeing electric-guitar part in the middle. Something about KT's voice is very soothing and she seems to be saying, I'm blue, you're blue, the weather sucks, even when you think you're doing OK, you still let things get to you, I just need a little someone to hold, I like being with you. It's kind of a living-in-the-moment sort of song, actually. And its very English in that English pop music way that I love, that goes well with rain. (Although on this particular day, it was not raining.) So, when I was crossing the street, it happened to be right at that freeing, lovely electric guitar part, and my hair was blowing, and for a split second, for just that second, I was happy. And then the next second, I wasn't again. But I kept thinking about that little shred of happiness...it was real, it was really there, for a second, and just 'cause it's not there now, doesn't mean it didn't exist. Because that song exists, and the wind exists, and my iPod exists, and here I am, able to remember what that felt like, even though now I'm onto worrying about something, and walking through the park, and it's getting dark and I'm hot and sad and annoyed and mad at myself and it's late and I'm overwhelmed. And I thought, maybe that's the most that I can hope for, the miniscule sweet moments that come and go, and trying to remember them when I'm down. I know that is so much more easily said than done, but for me, the next day, that tiny shard of contentment is still -- for the momement -- accessible. Here's the video. (For some reason that's not the version of the song on the record, but it's a nice video.)






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I happened to have KT Tunstall here with me (well, her first album on my iPod anyway), and I just gave that song a listen. I hadn't really noticed it before, but it's lovely. And the version I have on the album is the same as the one from the video. Where did you get an acoustic guitar version? It sounds cool.
Have you ever heard DeeDee's theory of <i>momentos de felicidades</i>? What you've described sounds very much like that. For me, I find it helpful to be reminded that it's all passing. It helps to maintain a healthy sense of equanimity.
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beautiful words + imagery, thank you.
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Not my theory, really--it's an old Spanish proverb: "There is no happiness, only moments of happiness." Before I knew the phrase's origin, I knew it as my dad's belief that there are only "momentos del felicidad." I tend to agree. But sometimes they're enough.
Lovely post, Beck.
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Poignant...