- Learning to live with the melancholy has been a long journey for me, and
one that led me to finding a lot of fantastic in what many consider to be
After days, weeks, months, of laying in the dark, I kept having to break
down a number of beliefs and structures I'd been raised to believe as
truths, and that were found empty and unable to provide solace. At least to
Perhaps I became more ok with not knowing everything, even though I wanted
to. My world grew to allow that somethings can seem paradoxical to my eyes,
and perhaps only have a better understanding in ways I've not yet learned.
That in sorrow, I could find a way to joy.
That in defeat and brokenness I could find some peace.
That in my individual story of my humanity, I found humanity's shared story
of awkward discovery and stumbling forward.
So I survived and I learned, and I look for the hints of beauty at the
corners and intersections of odd things.
I find joy in a breath drawn, that doesn't have to, and a moment to listen
to music or laughter or honking of horns.
It is hard when our childhood dreams die, when our illusions and constructs
fall apart, when we see behind the curtain. When we commence that
transition from 'fantasy' to 'fact', or at least our perceptions of them.
And then there.. sneaking and peeking around the corners again, the dreams
and the beauty twinkle and call us out. Not that we reject fact and launch
out into fantasy, or that we build walls against the fantastic and bury
ourselves in the fact, but perhaps that we might find a way to walk in the
ungainly balance of fantastic facts.
Of a world that has dreams and reality.
Perhaps this too will fade for me one day, to be replaced by something
different. But for now it is where I am, and I will continue to try to walk
and learn, listen and share, seek and discover, and be thankful for these
extra breaths, these friends I have found, and the fantastic facts that
It is enough.
And I'm going to go have some cereal.
I'm thankful for cereal today.
- Now I must confess something - I passed this song many many times before -
just because of the title, now I took my time and listened to it and it
made me cry ... He has got it right, that is how it feels when love has
come to its end and basically there's nothing left.
- This is my everything!!!
- The power of beards
- Makes me think of my wife. I love her so much and wish she felt the same.
- at 5:10 he misses a note, he is human after all!! awesome song.
- Beautiful rendition. Why would this make anyone sad, cry, depressed or
- somber today...
- Love! One of my fave Canadian artists!
- Aint nothing wrong with sorrow, but you gotta make room for something
else... Thin line between heaven and here
- I hear the angels calling.....such a talented soul. I'll be honest
man....I'm man enough to admit that this song makes me cry sometimes.....
- Your voice is pretty when it's not in falsetto imo.
- Ganz ganz ganz ganz großes Kino.
- An Adele Classic
- there's just something about him that touches you every single time
- #MondayMorningMusic Bon Iver
- Well played, Mr. Iver! I don't like the way how you sung here, though.
Peter Kroll, Singapore
- amazing song
- Some days, emotions are overwhelming. All of them. Love, hate,
immeasurable sadness. This song makes me cry and smile. His voice
captivates the overwhelming nature of all the feelz. #music
Bon Iver - I Can't Make You Love Me/Nick of Time
#youtube #music #video #playlist #musicbomb #playtube #musiceveryday
- One man: One piano.
- Weekend cc