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There’s A Bright Side… Somewhere…

A Walk In The Sun

A Walk In The Sun

Yeah… it’s been one of those times. I said goodbye to five people I knew in the last thirty days… may they all ride free to the edge of the universe! There is no life without death and truthfully, I embrace that as I must. As Rev. Davis would say, though… there’s a bright side, somewhere. I went to Izze’s school to pick her up today and we stopped off at the playground so she could hang with her friends. She headed straight for the big kid swing and before I knew it, she was parallel with the crossbar. That girl flew! Yeah, I’ve lost some friends… all of whom lived a full life even if it was too short by my standards… but my daughter flies… and so does my son in his way and you know… it truly gets no better than that.

I would take a bullet for my kids and I wish there were some way I could infuse the dubious benefits of my experience into their ken… but there is not and I must accept that. In this time though… they fly. Vanessa flies too… soars…

May they always fly
and fly
and fly

My blessings are boundless.

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  1. Carla
    May 2nd, 2012 at 18:35 | #1

    Many blessing to you & your loved ones.

  2. Hamneggs
    May 2nd, 2012 at 19:05 | #2

    Beautiful Words. Thanks for sharing them. Peace

  3. May 2nd, 2012 at 19:13 | #3

    With respect to dubious benefits of experience and catching lead:

    My wife and I had this exact discussion with our two teen sons the other night. As much as we want them to avoid the mistakes we made and accept the nuggets that come from decades of “aha!”‘s and “gotcha!”‘s, in the end all they see is that we did “OK” and they are fine with that and so yes, they fly in their own way.

    At the end of the day, I am happy with where the trail has taken me and even though the climb was tough and I’ve lost the path from time to time, the air in this clearing is clean and fresh and the view is amazing, because the journey has been amazing.

    So, I won’t deny them the journey, but I will leap in front of the bullet every time…

  4. Cyndy Consentino
    May 2nd, 2012 at 19:25 | #4

    Dear Jorma,
    Thanks for those words! Been a tough day!
    Hopefully something will make my spirits soar soon.

  5. carlo pagliano
    May 2nd, 2012 at 19:46 | #5

    Yes Jorma!
    I’ll read this revolutionary fantastic concept to my kids!
    I find myself as a mediator in the between, wish they could take off on their own (36 and 34).
    Certainly from now on, as a father, can’t go any further without knowing it.
    Life changes every day, in better, when the work to do is clearly outlined ‘cause the attempt is keener.
    Certainly to read your words is like breathing sheer life. It feels like a neat windshield just swept from the mud, one can see the edges and beyond.
    Just great Jorma, just Great!

  6. May 2nd, 2012 at 20:26 | #6

    Jorma, what else is there to say!

    Be well my friend, be well-


  7. Bob
    May 2nd, 2012 at 21:00 | #7

    There’s some song lyrics in there… Take care.

  8. May 3rd, 2012 at 08:08 | #8

    Peace, my friend.

  9. Peter
    May 3rd, 2012 at 10:01 | #9

    So well said, so true, so hard to live and so important to never stop trying!

  10. Brett
    May 3rd, 2012 at 10:01 | #10

    As with lots of your posts Jorma, I read a little, I cry a little, I read a little more, BIG smile

    Long may you fly Jorma

  11. Joanne
    May 3rd, 2012 at 13:36 | #11

    It seems at our age we are losing so many friends.But, yet when we look at our children and grandchildren our life is so full of love,joy and happiness.
    Thank you Jorma for all your beautiful blogs and truths ,plus your great music.Your life has added so much enrichment to our lifes!
    May you always find peace,long may you run!

  12. johno
    May 3rd, 2012 at 14:58 | #12

    It’s really freaky – but I’ve been humming “there’s a bright somewhere” all week. It’s rainy and cloudy all week here on Long Island – then with Levon and Chick passing. Then I open your blog – and there it is. Sun’s gonna shine in my backdoor someday, I hope! Great picture.

  13. Joe
    May 3rd, 2012 at 18:57 | #13

    As usual , so true and so real ! Thank you , Jorma

    Long may you …….Fly !

  14. joe in DC
    May 3rd, 2012 at 19:00 | #14

    As parents we all agree we would do anything for our kids (i.e Jormas bullet). However, we know that in the majority of cases they do not listen to our nuggets of experience (maybe even some wisdom) and need to learn whatever lessons they are destined to face on their own terms without us. Some kids only seem to learn the hard way and only pay attention to what they are doing with their lives when confronted by the hard realities of their choices as imposed by outside parties. To me at this point, as a parent if you have not already cut the strings with your kids, that is when one sees the strings cut for you by these outside parties; they just take out the knife and cut them…no questions, no discussions. At this juncture, you pray that you have imparted some truth into your child’s being to allow them the wherewith-all to survive the ordeal that lay ahead for them and the strength to remain sane. Sorry, to sound morbid, just the blog today set me down this road. And on a positive note; Elektric Tuna Richmond and Elctrik Tuna Stroudsburg…June; will be a very good week………

  15. sean
    May 5th, 2012 at 16:16 | #15

    Jorma, As others have said, your words say so much and as in your songs touches me in my soul as those thoughts are what I am thinking. I myself just lost a close friend, brother, keep on flying Jorma see yo in August at the blues festivsl in demming, Washington. Will be a good time!! see you then

  16. Paul Z
    May 6th, 2012 at 13:53 | #16

    Amen, Brother

  17. Bill Monk
    May 6th, 2012 at 16:53 | #17

    Hellow old friend,
    Sending my wife out for lessons at the camp.
    Would like to get her a very special gutiar what do you recomend?
    I know you where a Gibson man for many moon’s
    What are your thought’s.
    Have anyting in the your aresanal back room form me???
    Let me know…

  18. May 8th, 2012 at 09:40 | #18

    Hey Bill…

    I was indeed a Gibson guy for many years… and I still have my old 1959 J-50. I carries the story of my musical life in every pore of its wooden soul. That said, I have been playing Martin Guitars for the last five years or so. Check out the Martin Jorma Kaukonen M-30. Yeah, I know, it’s not cheap, but you get what you pay for. As you probably know, I am in the process of thinning my herd. Pretty much everything I am still thinking of selling is very expensive. More collectible than everyday players. Kid’s college funds you know.

    There are many fine guitars out there these days… it’s a buyer’s market.

    We look forward to meeting you wife at the FPR.

    You’re a thoughtful man…

    Be well


  19. Ed W
    May 10th, 2012 at 10:26 | #19

    Thanks for your warm words. We all spin around the cycle of life; reminding us that our time here is important and that it will end someday. I am sorry for your personal losses. I am saddended by the passing of the great Levon Helm. I celebrate the gift you guys continue to give us which is, like Izze, to swing thru and pay attention to the good we bring.

  20. Craig Healy
    May 17th, 2012 at 19:29 | #20

    Well put

  21. May 29th, 2012 at 10:58 | #21

    Love. One love. Israel Love. Good going, Old Man. Keep on keepin’ on. Cheers!