On December 25th, 2022, the birth date of Our Lord Jesus Christ…just kidding! That guy if born anywhere but in our hearts, was definitely NOT born in December.
Not sure if y’all have ever been to Bethlehem, but I left home when I was 18 to do humanitarian work in the Middle East and I can tell you as a 100% FACT, sheep are not “grazing on the hillside.” It’s freakin’ cold.
But back to my story. I did catch a plane on that day to start a new life, and this beautiful song and many others like it, were written for me and about me, and so I thought to weave them into the unfolding of my story.
Music is transportation. It lifts us up where we belong. Smashes us to tears where we don’t belong.
One of the best things I ever did at the height of my transformational journey was to start dancing. I wake up every day and just can’t keep from dancing. I dance in the shower and imagine that I’m in the Halls of Heaven surrounded by the unconditional love of Golly, Gosh and Gee, (and sometimes Pete) and everyone else I love. I imagine that we’re all laughing and dancing. And you know what? That is pretty much what my real life has become.
So, I dare you. Dance. Because I’m watching. 😉
I love this song and because it’s mine, I get to share it forward to each one of you. Listen to it and imagine that the words are love filling the cells of your body with healing magic. Let the music heal your soul. Some of my girlfriends around the world have been moved to tears by this one.