| November, 2007
 Another
spring, summer, fall winding down on Cape Cod. It's been a
blur of house guests, comings and goings (including mine!),
health crises involving those near and dear, alarm at what
continues to go on in the world, family meals on the deck,
Full Moon open mics, hope and inspiration from ordinary people
doing extraordinary things, music camps, bike/roller blade
rides, jump-starting the car in the new winter weather when
Mr. Efficient AGAIN left the keys in the ignition all night,
juggled schedules, changing plans, and new opportunities.
Vermont, Virginia, Texas, Colorado, New York, Tennessee,
Massachusetts, West Virginia, Connecticut, New Jersey, Washington,
Oregon, Illinois, Wisconsin, Missouri, Kansas, California,
Florida, Ohio, Michigan, North Carolina, Kentucky, Nebraska,
Maryland, Arkansas, Pennsylvania, California, New Jersey,
New Hampshire, and Puerto Vallerta have all beckoned so far
in 2007...(your state not here? Call/e-mail!).
A recent highlight was an October invitation to give a 90
minute presentation at NASA's Goddard Space Center near Washington
DC as part of their "Exploring Leadership Colloquium".
As a casual fan of "space: the final frontier" most
years of my life, it was wonderful to dive into more research
and knowledge about the history of the space program, and
with good reason: I offered to write a song for the occasion
when I was contacted more than a year ago about doing this.
Then I forgot the offer I'd made. She called me a couple weeks
before the presentation and casually asked how the song was
coming along. Eek! I squeaked out some kind of "pretty
good so far" response and got BUSY as soon as I hung
up the phone.
What did I do? I launched my psychic feelers out into the
universe to attract any and all things space-related to my
awareness and consciousness. Ask. Believe. Receive (if you
haven't read "The Secret", I just saved you a lot
of time). A few days later I was at a friend's home casually
glancing at a stack of newspapers piled in her living room
headed for the recycling bin. On the very top of this huge
pile was a science section of the New York Times whose headline
read "The History of the Space Program". Boing!
And for me, the beauty of songwriting is that sometimes the
song will take you where IT wants to go, not where your agenda
may try to dictate...here's the song, and it looks like it's
going into outer space in 2009 on a NASA mission...thrilling.
Rocket Science © 2007 David Roth
It's fifty years since Sputnik, when the Russians shocked
the world
With an orb and two antennae Earth would never be the same
Fueling our worst fears that we'd be vulnerable and weak
If we did not respond in kind, we'd lose the game
So we got our act together, and Explorer One went flying
But not before the Russians sent a dog up into space
If I said I knew why they thought dogs should fly, I would
be lying
They were caught up in some kind of human's race
A race to the furthest star
A race to the galaxies above
If a little bit of fear could go so far
Imagine what a world could do with love
Gagarin took a spin around the globe in 61 and
He was followed ten months later by an astronaut named Glenn
Alexei took a spacewalk, Captain Kirk, he took our TV
And I've never been the same since then
In a race to the furthest star
A race to the galaxies above
If a little bit of dreaming goes so far
Imagine what a world could do with love
Imagine human footprints on a distant lunar plane
Imagine floating science labs where gravity is gone
Imagine the potential that our species could contain
If we were drawn...to love again
I heard a scientist declare the world as we know it
Is destined to be swallowed up in some gigantic hole
And nothing that we do on earth will outlast or survive this
Is there any point in trying to take control?
Just another baby boomer, writing poems
Putting flowers into rifles, hugging trees and singing songs
But the questions in the air aren't rocket science
What's the point and where on Earth do we belong?
In our race to the furthest star
A race to the galaxies above
If a little bit of vision goes so far
Imagine what a world could do
With love
And finally (for now) it's two years my thyroid surgery,
and I'm feeling great and going strong. December 2007 also
marks the 20th anniversary of the last time I had a part time
job. The new year will see my 10th CD, second songbook, and
two music videos...whodathunk I could do that in a mere 240
months.
Peace, blessings, abundance, compassion, gratitude, and kindness,
one and all. |
