This morning I began meditating listening to music by Van Morrison, my favorite musician, and I was overwhelmed by the peacefulness and beauty and lyricism of his music, he is a passionate poet and writer, he is on fire to work every day of his life. Like others meditating, I have a problem sometimes keeping my mind from wandering off, I did not that that problem this morning, it was a deeply spiritual experience, looking at out the foot or more of snow we got yesterday, then helping Maria and Red make their way to the pasture like Winter Pasture First Responders. It was beautiful, outside of my head, and inside. This has taken me further and deeper into meditation than I have gone in a long while, I thank Van Morrison, I have always loved his work. A bright new day.

“The music that we used to play

So lift your glass and raise it high

To the beauty of the days gone by.

“Down to the valley below,

because my cup doth overflow

With the beauty of days gone by

The mountain glen

Where we used to roam

The gardens there

by the railroad track

Oh my memory it does not lie

Of the beauty of the days gone by

The beauty of the days gone by

It brings a longing to my soul

To contemplate my own true self

And keep me  young as I grow old.

And keep me young as I grow old.”

– Van Morrison, “The Beauty of Days Gone By.”