It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Thursday, March 11, 2010


It surrounds me. Right now , there is the muffled sound of traffic, somewhere in the distance is a dog barking, a horn honks, someone in the building is having some work done, it is quiet now but eventually a quiet, rhythmic tapping will be heard.
At night, the doves will settle in for the night on the window sill, cooing softly.
If I go into the kitchen, there is the sound of the birds, sometimes I hear a child playing and sometimes I hear music from other apartment buildings ( if my windows are open)... and on weekends, the lovely sound of the church bells of Our Lady of Pilar.
That sound reminds me that I am far from "home" , in my new home.

When we walk down to the Park.. there are the chattering parrots, dogs barking, people talking and laughing ... all muffled by the sounds of traffic and happily, not very loud... just background noise. On weekends, the bands that set up in the parks to vie for time to be heard..

Yesterday the new sound was firecrackers and marchers, complaining about something, putting on their little demonstration. The police came along, the marchers left, quickly.
Order was restored , the noise returned to normal.

If I need a break from the sounds that now and then get to be Too Much, then we just crank up the  CD player  and I will obsessively listen to the soundtrack from Amelie, from Talk to Her (Almodovar) or one of our favorite classical CD's .. maybe Vivaldi or Bach .. loudly. 

The neighbors must shake their heads and mutter, those noisy Americana's..
But then I like to think that the lady next door who is housebound, might tap her foot now and then and nod her head and have nice memories brought to her by the sound of a familiar melody.


  1. If you can get your hands on it, the soundtrack to Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona is also a very good one, and some of the songs on it are quite "danceable". I love the sounds of church bells--reminds me not only of Rome but a neighborhood where I used to live in Ann Arbor. And the doves cooing..very serene.

  2. I will bet the lady is grateful to you for helping her remember those special moments. Nothing like music to bring the heart back to life.

  3. Yes, let's get silly and HAPPY. Looking forward to reading about your party, Candice. :)


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