Coming back from
the best performance of Les Mis I have seen to date we slipped Willie’s album,
A Horse Called Music in the dash. An old, old friend and we know every song by
heart. The play? Well, sum it up this way: I started to choke and tear up in
the first 2 minutes and didn’t finish until after the final “curtain” went down
(the theater has no curtain, more like in the round). The theater is one of a
few they have and it is a small venue. Maybe 200 seats? We were in a 4th
row from the stage and slightly above the stage, which was the floor of the theater
with some low risers. The music was live and the cast was a mixture of local
Orlando talent and Broadway veterans like James Beaman, David Gaines and
Michael Hunsaker. It was unbelievably real. I doubt that we will ever see a
mere “play” done like this again.
And on the way
home we listened to Willie. Many of the songs he does express some of my philosophy,
and this one has not one but two punches. The first couplet is this:
And I could cry for the time I've wasted
But that's a waste of time and tears
But that's a waste of time and tears
I once worried
about time wasted, but as the line goes, that is a waste of both time and
tears. Why? Because there’s nothing I can do about it now. Learn, modify or
not, and move on. It took a while for me to learn that, but it sunk in in the
last 30 years of so. This is one reason Sally and I take life as we do: Don’t
wait. Do it now.
The other couplet
is this:
I'm forgiving everything that forgiveness will allow
And there's nothing I can do about it now
I'm forgiving everything that forgiveness will allow
And there's nothing I can do about it now
I have forgiven
and asked for forgiveness for all I can, and from whom I can. Some was easy and
some was very hard. But after you forgive yourself, in order to live at peace, you
have to give and ask for forgiveness. Ah, but there are some things in life, at
least in my case, that forgiveness will not allow. Those few things remain
unforgiven or unasked. Still, I let them go, mostly.
Why? Because
there’s nothing I can do about it now. But I can do this: If any reader has
been harmed by me, I beg you to forgive me. And if any reader has harmed me, I
forgive you. As I age, my memory necessarily fades a bit, so forgive me if you
can, for not remembering any slights, intended or perceived.
1. Willie Nelson - Nothing I Can Do About It Now Lyrics | MetroLyrics
1. Willie Nelson - Nothing I Can Do About It Now Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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