Nostalgia

“The halftime air was sweet perfume as sergeants played a marching tune.  We all got up to dance, oh, but we never got the chance.”  American Pie is an interesting song.  If you want nostalgia, investigate the meaning behind the lyrics.  It wasn’t until a few years ago that I realized each reference was a metaphor for an occurrence in the music industry.  If you didn’t know, “The day the music died” refers to the death of Buddy Holly.  There are other references that I don’t recall but were interesting.  And you know inquiring feminine minds want to know!

What is your Thursday focus?  Will you be a laser or a shotgun?  Don’t like the lethality of that question? How about throw a stone or a handful of pebbles?  Still too violent?  What about picking up one sheet of paper from your desk or an entire pile?  There is that better?

Nostalgia can engender warmth or promote anxiety.  “Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind.” There I go quoting music lyrics.  Some of the lyrics make me melancholy while others make me happy.  Do you have similar outcomes?  Do song lyrics and the accompanying melody drive you to distraction or do they energize you?  Sometimes I change the station or forward to the next song; overwhelmed by something in my past that doesn’t promote well-being.   I’m sure we’ve all been on the brink of the precipice as we run to escape the persistent regret.  Do you have regrets?  Does a throwback make you less comfortable?  Do you fail the sanguine test?

Set up your mental and emotional filing systems to segregate the pain from the pleasure – unless of course pain is your pleasure.

How you organize your thoughts is your business.  If you organize in a healthy way you will enjoy positivity and fill your cup with accomplishments.  After all is said and done, what is it we have besides fond memories; the accumulation of a lifetime of effort.

I’ve said it before but the phrase is worth repeating: “Look back to learn not to yearn.”

Have a thoughtful Thursday and remember, it’s always Friday somewhere even if that somewhere is a virtual place you create, filled with happy and fulfilling memories.

Love and hugs, Nikki Nicole DeCaro