Theme Song of the Day – India Learning Journey – Day 2

It was a day of much darkness, so much so that the pinpricks of light we saw were an extra special shade of shiny.

Included was a long visit with 10 sex workers who spoke candidly about stories they’d never shared before. In which I witnessed Indrani reach for a new depth of ‘becoming’ into herself, knowing there are some things that are not for her to do strategically, yet giving of her gifts and presence gently and mightily. (When you’re called upon to do something more difficult than you’ve ever done before, how do you show up – stressed out? elegant? in between? What do you feel? Are you kind to yourself? How do you wear the mantle of ‘I did a great job’ when you do?)

A visit to Gandhi-ji’s memorial flame…
Singing ‘Oh when the saints’ to a room of school children – kids of the red light district…

We’ve all lived difficult things, some of them extremely, viscerally difficult. You might be feeling them as recently as today, or, they may be co-habiting with you from as many years ago as you can remember. As I felt my own emotions of pain and disgust, walked sockless on dirty floors, squinched my face at the many bad smells, both inside and out, and danced newly with my own sadness and hope…a little tune came to me which I promptly played upon getting back to my room.

Oh, What a day is today

Is today the day that you choose to get that thing of pain out from under your skin? If you could make it really a thing of your past, useful in its way, how would that look?

Oh what a day is today
Nothing can stand in my way
Now that you’ve shipped out from under my skin
I think I’m ready to win

Oh what a night is tonight
I think I’m ready to fight
Now that my broken bones all have been healed
I think I’m starting to feel

Something good
Something good
Now that you’re gone I can roll on to something good

Oh what a way that we die
Plenty of tears were supplied
My eyes are wrung out and dry as a bone
And I taste much better alone

Something good
Something good
Now that you’re gone I can roll onto something good

Oh you know I moved away
From the other side of the door
I don’t have to wait anymore for you to come home
Something good
Now that you’re gone I can roll on to something good
Something good

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