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Music, A Book & Thou

My Dear Friends,

This won’t take long. In this blog I share two videos. One is a professional production. The other is what happens during pandemisolockatine.

First is a song, Build a House by Rhiannon Giddens featuring Yo-Yo Ma. Here is the introduction from Yo-Yo Ma’s Facebook Page:

There are so many stories made invisible: too-often-violent histories hidden beneath the surfaces of our cities, our institutions, our music. It’s our job to keep looking, to make them visible, to take action. Today is always a good day to learn. I’m honored to mark this 155th Juneteenth with a new song by the incomparable Rhiannon Giddens.  #blacklivesmatter #juneteenth #songsofchange

Lyrics to “Build a House” – Rhiannon Giddens featuring Yo-Yo Ma

You brought me here to build your house, build your house, build your house
You brought me here to build your house and grow your garden fine

I laid the brick and built your house, built your house, built your house
I laid the brick and built your house, raised the plants so high

And when you had the house and land, the house and land, the house and land
And when you had the house and land, then you told me “go.”

I found a place to build my house, build my house, build my house
I found a place to build my house since I couldn’t go back home

You said I couldn’t build a house, build a house, build a house
You said I couldn’t build a house, so you burned it down

So then I traveled far and wide, far and wide, far and wide
And then I traveled far and wide until I found a home

I learned your words and wrote a song, wrote a song, wrote a song
I learned your words and wrote a song to put my story down

But then you came and took my song, took my song, took my song
But then you came and took my song, playing it for your own

I took my bucket, lowered it down, lowered it down, lowered it down
I took my bucket, lowered it down, the well will never run dry.

You brought me here to build a house, build a house, build a house
You brought me here to build a house. I will not be moved.

No, I will not be moved. No, I will not be, I will not be, I will not be moved.


I am also reading a book that I think is important and that you might want to check out. It is titled, The Warmth of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson.

Love, Sally-Jane

P.S. And don’t forget…

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Who’da Thought…

My Dear Friends,

My recent blog post has provoked responses that mean so much to me. Who’da thought….

I have been having stimulating dialogue with friends and family that hopefully will move us to rethink who we think we are. For me doing that might lead to some deepening of my sub and conscious awareness.

The two pieces below are particularly thought-provoking.

My Love, Sally-Jane

1. How “White Savior” Movies Hurt Hollywood

From: Voices of Color


2.

100 Ways White People Can Make Life Less Frustrating For People of Color

By Kesiena Boom|Apr 19 2018

Photo by Michela Ravasia via Stocksy.

It starts early…
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What was I thinking?

What was I thinking?

My last blog post was about the books and articles I was reading…right?

Wrong!

It was about me putting on the persona of the “intellectual”.

As the minutes (and I do mean minutes) of a summer afternoon rush by, I needed somehow to prove to no one in particular (yeah, probably me in particular) how intellectually intelligent I am.

These last months, I have been feeling, particularly vulnerable. My age is not creeping up on me. It is galloping headlong toward oblivion. Well, my friends, I have an obvious not an oblivionesque personality. As a performer, I desire to be noticed and heard.

After a year of health pauses, I purposely slowed my schedule. It was not very busy to begin with, but enough to keep the obvious personality satisfied.

Now I read many, many books to compliment my many, many interests. I love both fiction and non-fiction. And a glorious day for me is burrowing in at the local bookstore and loading up with at least 7 or 8 books every 3 or 4 weeks. I enjoy buying books. It is my way to support the writer, especially a new author. I do not get to read them all, but depending on my mood I can always find something that intrigues me at any day of the week or any time of the day. I support the library by delivering the already read books to add to their shelves.

That’s my story.

So I thought the last blog I wrote was about sharing my thoughts on my most recent reads; but after seeing this clip from Portlandia and how it nails the need to be au courant and ahead of everyone in important readings, I think something else might have snuck into that last blog.

Plain and simple, it was some hubris, mixed with a soupcon phony intellectual, mixed with mostly, “now what to do with my life that it is almost over?”

“I know! I’ll be an intellectual. And tell other people what and how they should read!”

This is so not me. As I said, It is not about the books. I am a reader. That is one of my passions. The other passion is performing and continuing to make a fool of myself in front of an audience. That has been on the back burner until I figure a few things out.

Hey Guys… I am moving it to the front burner.

I don’t know what form it will take.

But didn’t someone say the fun is in not in the knowing but in the going.

Love, Sally-Jane