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Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy dayPaul Vance and Lee Pockriss
I’ve been pondering the limitations by which my worldview is sometimes blinkered – and I try a movement test to see if I’m stiff-necked.
Joy of joys I rediscover a high degree of mobility. I can turn to look to left and right, in front, behind, look down and further down, and up into clouds, and an infinity of literally extra-ordinary starlight. I can catch a falling star. What an intricate wonder I am, and you are.
I can choose to be blinkered today. Or – up, down, forwards, backwards, side to side – I can celebrate my place in Universe, bright-shining among the seen and the unseen. Infinite.
wind in my wheels 🌱 
When I was a little girl, my dad and I used to sing this along with an impressive repertoire for a little kid. Seeing the words brought me right back to that feeling of delight. That said, I have never met anyone who drinks in the world from every angle more than you, dear friend (in person or in the ether)xx
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What a lovely remembering, Mimi. My own dad sang Perry Como, Matt Monroe and Frank Sinatra so often – and so well – that I ‘hear’ him whenever I pick up the strains of even a first few notes. I posted recently about a fabulously happy time on a ‘bothy weekend’ with some wonderful dancing friends: among the out-of-the-blue joys was a shared rendition – in the round – of ‘Catch a falling star’ – probably the reason that the song, and the intention ✨, are currently on my heart! Delight for you, today 🙂🌱xxx
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How peaceful the night sky looks with twinkling lights seemingly near and far. It seems as if it is telling one to be joyful and celebrate God’s creation, where mankind can’t mess it up.
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Yes – the silent peace is a different kind of music, isn’t it? 🙂🌱x
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