A new book hits the shelves tomorrow which supposedly surveys current changes in American funeral traditions. The Publisher's Weekly blurb opens like this:
"This intriguing survey of America's rapidly mutating funeral customs probes the one force mightier than death: consumerism. Journalist Cullen explores the innumerable ways in which funerals are being personalized, publicized, economized, commercialized, trivialized and, perhaps, humanized."
I have one on order and will let you know what I find out!
Play this Song at my Funeral
Mortality, the idea finally creeps onto the spiritual radar screen about my age and life's perspectives change SO dramatically. Three things I have realized (finally): 1. I only have so much time in this world. 2. I need to make the ABSOLUTE best use of my heart and soul and talents while the clock still ticks. 3. HAVE FUN, do the stuff that energizes life, nothing less will make the grade.
Here's a set of lyrics which express those sentiments so well. Check them out.
Another Day
From Traveler
(Tim O'Brien and Darrell Scott, Universal Music Corp/Howdy Skies Music/Famous Music/Sheddie Songs/ASCAP)
This world is made with sweat and toil, pushing muscle and elbow oil
We can't lie too long in the shade, cause every day must be remade
Some days you fall some days you fly, but in the end we all must die
Our rotting flesh and broken bone will feed the ground that we call home
But a new sprout grows from a fallen tree, my sons will go on after me
So lift your heart and dry your eye, it's another day to live and die
I've run naked in the wild, seen the beauty of a newborn child
Like the alchemists of old, I've tried to spin my straw to gold
Most times a giver, sometimes a thief, so full of hope but prone to grief
Between freedom and despair, I know that truth is lying there
I've seen the truth, it's lying there
And a new sprout grows from a fallen tree, this world will go on after me
So lift your heart and dry your eye, it's another day to live and die
So go on now, don't you worry 'bout me, you've miles to go and a world to see
My life's been long and full and good, I've run this race the best I could
It's a short time here and long apart,
But the same song rings in both our hearts
So take my guitar when I'm gone, write your own rhymes, then pass it on
Just take your hit and then pass it on
Let a new sprout grow from a fallen tree, this song will go on after me
So lift your heart and dry your eye, it's another day to live and die
It's another day to live and die, just another day
http://www.timobrien.net/
http://www.timobrien.net/Lyrics2.cfm?ID=140
You can find a great live recording of this song here Album: Telluride Bluegrass Festivial--Thirty Years. For those that use and iPod, you can find the individual track on iTunes.
[This post dedicated to MK. May that memory, energy and life begun, spin on for generations to come.]
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