For Love of the World -Tribute to Sudie

I went to a memorial service last night. Sudie wasn't just the mother of a good friend, but a mother to the community. I have always said that I wanted to grow up just like Sudie. When she held court at her reserved tables at Artz Rib House or Donn's Depot, "The Queen Mother" was always elegantly dressed wearing just the right earrings with her laced dresses. Throughout the night, everyone in the room would take their turns setting at her table and bask in her beauty. Watching her interact with Sarah was like taking a look into a mirror of my past with my own mother. Everyone always talked about how "Nice" Sudie was and Sarah would say "She really isn't that nice." I had the same insight into my "sweet" mother's personality. It makes me laugh. They were human, yet still angels to me. Sudie said that she was too old to be nice to people she didn't like. My mother was the same. My mother's favorite saying was "I don't take shit from no one." (Spoken with her adorable Spanish accent) The lesson I took from their stern reaction to that which they disapproved of and the way they loved is stated in the poem read by Christine Albert at Sudie's service last night. I am going to put a copy in my purse to remind me of "What Would Sudie Do?"

For Love of the World
Charlotte Tall Mountain

... For the love of a tree,
she went out on a limb.

For the love of the sea,
she rocked the boat.

For the love of the earth,
she dug deeper.

For the love of community,
she mended fences.

For the love of the stars,
she let her light shine.

For the love of spirit,
she nurtured her soul.

For the love of a good time,
she sowed seeds of happiness.

For the love of the Goddess,
she drew down the moon.

For the love of nature,
she made compost.

For the love of a good meal,
she gave thanks.

For the love of family,
she reconciled differences.

For the love of creativity,
she entertained new possibilities.

For the love of her enemies,
she suspended judgment.

For the love of herself,
she acknowledged her worth.

And the world was richer for her.

The Sound In Your Mind

I love music, it is healing. It warms my heart to learn that someone I admire grew up listening to the same songs that I have lived by. When I was a teenager, I would sit in my bedroom and hang on every word Bob Dylan sang while trying to teach myself the songs. My father would walk by my bedroom door and say "He Sounds like he has a cold." Meanwhile my mother was washing dishes while singing all the wrong words to the Everly Brothers in the Kitchen.

I imagine that the geeky Steve Jobs was sitting in his bedroom listening to the same songs in 1969. I saw him the other night on PBS talking about his relationship with Bill Gates, stating that it had been "A Long and Winding Road."

I think of most things in life as either a Bob Dylan or a Beatle song.
~ Steve Jobs

Personally, I think of most things in life as a Willie Nelson, Bob Dylan a Beatle song. These days instead of trying to learn the songs, I create a piece of art to go with the song. I woke up this morning dreaming about "The Sound That You Hear In Your Mind." So much healing goes on in the early morning hours.....

Click on the song title to see the song on YouTube.

The Sound That You Hear In Your Mind



Well I've been feeling a little bad
Cause I've been feeling a little better without you
It's a little like rain but it's a lot like a sunny day
And it's hard to explain but the sound of your name don't make music anymore
It's more of a sound of a love that I lost one day
It's a little too late to start thinking about startin' all over
I'd rather stay where I am I can't take another slam in the mind
I've been feeling a little bad cause I've been feeling a little better without you
But remember my love is the sound that you hear in your mind

I've been running around even laughing at half of the memories
And you're not hard to remember I just have to think of your name
I've been feeling a little bad
Cause I've been feeling a little better without you
But remember my love is the sound that you hear in your mind