"So high I can't get over it
So low I can't get under it
So wide I can't get round it
Oh, rock my soul."
Do you know this Peter, Paul, and Mary song?
When I sang it back
in the '60s with fellow St. Bonaventure students at a popular Olean, NY coffeehouse/bar, I didn't understand its meaning. What was the it that was too high, too wide, and too deep to get around? Actually, I didn't give it that much thought. I just liked the tune and the way we sang it in rounds, led by a student folk group, The Wooden Nickel.
I don't yet know for sure, but it seems to me now that the it can be any challenge or
painful experience that we don't want to go through. We'd rather get around it. But we can't. The only way is to go through it and experience the it.
This song has come into my consciousness several times in recent years when I've faced something big. I think it was wisdom's way of showing me that I needed comfort and that I could be carried through, rocked and cradled in the arms of Love.
May
we welcome the lifting of Love whenever we face...whatever we face.
Wishing you love and all that you need.
Always,
Charlene
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