Once in a lifetime was something of an anthem for me at a difficult time twenty years ago. In the space of several months, I moved out of the 1820 water mill by the river where I’d lived for a decade; my marriage ended; and my father died. In one cataclysmic swoop, it seemed, I became a fatherless child and a single father. The reassurance of David Byrne’s lyrics set a tone that steered me in a new direction:
Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.
Alex brought it all back to me last week when he wrote about finding a continuity in life that dissolves the perceived boundaries before and after catastrophe: “So now I do the things that come to hand and with that unutterable joy wells up. A spring of living water.” Then he sent me his favorite Talking Heads clip, Cross-eyed and Painless:
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