3 hours in your company

Woke at 4am with the image of an old lost love in my mind (why?). So nice to follow the dream, believe that it meant something, that we’ll run into each other any day now. I decided I’d stay with it for three hours, though I don’t know how long the dream actually lasted. Such vivid scenes – looking at houses, at a party, looking at her shoulders; playing a concert at some imaginary place called ‘The Dutch House’ with a terrifyingly high stage!?? Maybe all these things were just stored up, and something, a trigger, set them off so smoothly this morning… Of course thinking about where I want to live… Maybe St Patrick’s Day and the poems of Yeats swirling in my head… Maybe the deep smiles across the room last night at the folk session, the feeling of connection and time stopping… That’s something that the music gives us – golden moments where we meet, escape time and celebrate it all at the same time. I’m very grateful for that piano in the Bay Horse and for all the other fellow time-travellers, players and listeners.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core. (WB Yeats, The Lake Isle of Innisfree)


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