Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
"1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hitting your heart 'cause I know you got soul."
"Fight The Power"-- Public Enemy
We all have our moments when we pull memories or stories from songs. I know I have a wide range of what I listen to. I can go from Metallica, to Dave Matthews Band, to Maxwell, to Chris Botti, to Nas, to Billie Ellish, to Jodi Watley, tp Phyllicia Ross, to Cover Girls all in one evening. Sometimes I hang in one genre depending on the mood, but what about in general? Do we stay in a mood?
How do we unstick ourselves?
How do we come away from holding on to some bygone era?
Why are we always rewinding or circling back to some other time instead of where we stand today?
Some will say it was better, cooler, and more fun.
Our pasts certainly were a part of who we WERE. As time goes on, we add to our complexities. Having one note, conversation or otherwise, is pretty dull, don’t you think?
Is it productive to remain stale? Are you paying attention to your “default mode?”
Evolve. Give yourself permission to expand and become elaborate.
Understand the past is no longer your identity or who you are right now.
I love reminiscing, but it’s not my default mode. I’d like to think we have come a long way from the twenty-year-old stories we keep clutching on to. Haven’t we?
Have our priorities, ideas, lifestyles not changed? Has it not improved?
I’ve been noticing how a conversation flows when I gather with friends. In some groups, there may be about twenty minutes worth of random chatter is exhausted before all the stories, memories, and ideas take a giant leap back in time and stay.
In other groups, someone mentions a new event from our last hang out, a new book or a headline is discussed. However, the conversation moves FORWARD with slices of today’s concerns and ideas of the future.
I also love the random, silly conversations. Recently, a varied group brought up Crayola crayons and the colors per pack. I mentioned cornflower blue. Someone else brought up carnation pink and the sharpener behind the box. Someone else had no idea that crayons came in a pack larger than an eight. That created a whole new discussion level for those of us who only knew of 64 and 124 packs.
This quote is thought provoking, but I appreciate that my friends combine all three “minds,” still generally leaning above average, I'm just saying...
Who are we becoming? Who would we like to be?
Are your experiences of 20, 30, 40 years ago still valid and affecting your life today? If they are, then maybe you should consider letting that conversation go.
Are your priorities the same?
"Would you like to say something before you leave
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel..."
"Summer '68"--Pink Floyd
The past has no business pulling you back there—unless you want to stay.
Thanks for being here.