My Orange String

Lady Antebellum sings a song called "I Was Here" and it strikes a chord within me. It is a call to be bigger than we imagine ourselves, to come into the fullness of life that is intended by, and necessary to, this world we share. In the spirit and heart of each person is a dream by divinity. I believe we were all born with this heart-dream, but some become aware of it early on in their lives, others have become deaf to its song. Some call it "right-livelihood."



Having an impassioned awareness of how all of us are tied, one to another, and how the "strings" we carry through our lives weave lovely tapestries collectively motivates and inspires me. At times, the strings seem haphazard and messy and without sense or order. I know my own feels like watching the flight of a bumblebee!



Right now, I like to think of my string as being orange. Orange, to me, is a color of passion and pain borne of learning lessons, and one that livens things up, used sparingly here and there...Small bright splashes of surprise. It draws the eye without offending and can bring much life and brightness in little space. It can blend and seem to disappear, then show up again in unexpected places in ways never imagined.

Life is teaching me that my orange string, though seemingly random, definitely has a specific and fortuitous path. Those things I previously accounted to serendipity along my journey may well have been more accurately called synchronicity. "Chance" meetings and dumb luck, being in the right place at the right time resulting in peace, harmony, and order are the very heart of synchronicity.

My orange string leading me on, I strive to rediscover my heart-song. I purpose to find my own way to say "I Was Here"...


I Was Here lyrics:

You will notice me
I’ll be leaving my mark like initals carved in an old oak tree
You wait and see
Maybe I’ll write like Twain wrote
Maybe I’ll paint like Van Gogh
Cure the common cold
I don’t know but I’m ready start cuz I know in my heart

I wanna do something that matters
Say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better
With the time I’ve been given
And I wanna try
To touch a few hearts in this life
Leave nothing less
Than something that says “I was here”

I will prove you wrong
If you think I’m all talk, you’re in for a shock
Cuz this dream’s too strong
And before too long
Maybe I’ll compose symphonies,
Maybe I’ll fight for world peace
Cuz I know it’s my destiny
To leave more than a trace of myself in this place

I wanna do something that matters
Say something different
Something that sets the whole world on its ear
I wanna do something better
With the time I’ve been given
And I wanna try
To touch a few hearts in this life
Leave nothing less
Than something that says “I was here”
And I know that I will do more than just pass through this life
I’ll leave nothing less than something that says “I was here”
“I was here” (I was here)
“I was here” (wanna do something that matters)
Somethin that says I was here) “wanna do something that matters”
(Somethin that says I was here)
“I was here”