“All God’s Children Need Traveling Shoes…”

Philosophers say that time is about motion and change, but life is about struggle. We struggle to survive, to grow, to find our place in a world that has lost its sense of being.

I’ve always loved this melancholy song by Tanita Tikaram. Her husky voice mixed with the haunting notes of an oboe capture perfectly the anxieties of today’s youth as they navigate a culture that no longer provides them with a sense of purpose and meaning.

Background

The first line of the song, “All God’s children need traveling shoes”, is the title of a book by writer/poet Maya Angelou.

Speaking about the somewhat obscure and enigmatic lyrics, Tikaram has offered different views on their meaning, but said it’s mostly about the particular relationship with the world one feels when entering adulthood. “The song is really about not understanding – when you’re 18, you’ve got a very particular emotional relationship with the world, you feel very isolated, and everybody else is so distant and cold. And I think I was singing about not feeling anything or not being moved by things around. I think this is a strong feeling when you’re just after adolescence.”

Malcolm Messiter plays the oboe on the song,

Wikipedia

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Learning to Fly

My last post was about putting the magic back into our thinking about life. I used to wonder why some people – after claims that science has removed all superstitious thinking – explore older worlds of witches and crystals – or newer ones of comic book superpowers and Transhumanism. Now I know why. It doesn’t matter how much a culture thinks it’s freed itself of all natural mysteries, somehow deep inside us we know that our lives are an awesome, amazing thing and that there must be greater mysteries out beyond us that we can only glimpse at.

Learning to Fly
Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne

Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up, the world got still

I’m learning to fly, but I ain’t got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing

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Precious Time

I am currently working a long post about Time which should be up soon. This song has been running through my head as I have been writing, so I thought I’d put it up now for you to enjoy.

Precious time is slipping away
But you’re only king for a day
It doesn’t matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away

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