
Remember: Only You Can Give Permission


v1.1 January 08, 2023
Who gave permission
For a beagle to have a typewriter
For an orphan wizard
For eggs to be green?
Who approved of the idea
Tiger and a trolly
Pigeon and bus
Bear in a Studebaker?
Who said it was okay
To yell 1.21 Gigawatts
To sing Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
To give all the powers of a squirrel to a girl?
Who said don’t quit
When the transmogrifier was just a cardboard box
When the footfalls of the Stay Puft resounded
When the hyperdrive sputtered out?
So why am I waiting
For the angel Gabriel,
Or some voice from my past
To say, permission granted?


Jon Batiste: You don’t need me to tell you. He has an incredible amount of style, gift, imagination, skill, depth, playfulness.
I’m inspired by the amount of time he must put in to practice and honing his abilities, but think also of the deep love and joy that guides him. Every interview with him is chock full of beautiful summations of living well. He knows his core values, and his voice flows out of those values. For example, during Covidtide he said, “we have to come together and meet it with integrity, love, and responsibility.”
Jon Batiste’s lyrics to Don’t Stop:
Don’t stop dreaming, don’t stop believing
‘Cause you know our time is coming up
So with all you’ve got, don’t stop
There’s a reason that you’re here, don’t stop
You ain’t got nothing to fear, so don’t stop
This train has left the station
Who knows what destination
This love is for the taking, don’t stop
The persistence of “Don’t Stop” put me in mind of two other artists that I knew nothing about prior to this week. I’m weirdly ignorant of a lot of music.

A classroom visit with Drew Holcomb captured as a podcast was full of stories of inspiration and perspiration. Drew describes a point when he was ready to just finish out his commitments for the year and then hang it up. Of course, that didn’t happen, because during that year things turned around and became sustainable. But it wasn’t that something radically changed, it was just the power of not stopping.

Coincidently, The Well of Sound, a podcast that does deep dives and career retrospectives, reposted their very first show this week on Mott the Hoople.
Mott the Hoople put their story as a band into their final single – (Do You Remember) The Saturday Gigs. Side note: Don’t you just love songs titles that start with parentheses?
It is hard to get the full effect of this lyric from just reading it; I recommend the podcast so you can hear Dave Zahl give it the commentary it deserves. But, what’s pertinent here, are these four lines:
In ’72 we was born to lose
We slipped down snakes into yesterday’s news
I was ready to quit
But then we went to Croydon
They didn’t stop, they stuck with it long enough to get to Croydon. What’s your Croydon? What’s mine?
“This train has left the station / who knows the destination”
We started the year sick, but everyone is on the mend now, and that’s a reason for gratitude.
There’s been a lot of rain. Even some lightning and thunder this morning.
I’ve got a Japanese Maple I’m attempting to rescue, and so I’m thankful for any rain keeping the ground wet for those transplanted roots.
We’ve got an old friend visiting us tomorrow. The house is untidy, but tidier than it would be if she wasn’t coming.
What’s been bringing you joy?
v1.1 January 01, 2023
Those days, our ancestors’ days,
dreams would come to the huntsman
The antelope
Offering itself before the kill
“It’s okay, my time has come
And anyway you must fully live”
These days, our worrisome days
the dreams still come
The anxiety
But we don’t know it’s offering itself
“Here I am, put me to rest
And it’s okay to fully live”
