Tuesday: In my reverie

The mist is covering the mountain but as the shroud slowly slips away the stark trees of black create a mosaic of a keyboard of black on white and in my spirit music begins to play.

Old songs become like black magic evoking memories of love and romance, of mystery and passion, of laughter and pain.

And now the purple haze seductively drifts across the shadows in my mind and I recall the magic of it all.

I remember lying on the floor in the sun room on late summer evening as the moon would rise and my husband Jimmy would play softly to me the jazz that lifts my soul to ecstacy. Nothing but a darkened room with windows open to the moon and the words in my head go with the melody and reach up unto heaven. I would often feel that my spirit left my body and traveled up into the universe carried by each note that would be evoked as his hands stroked the keys.

As I sit and write and look at the trees creating the illusion of keys across the mist, music plays in my headset and my reverie becomes deeper and more longing while being truly in a state of joy. Fred Astaire is singing Putting on the Ritz... Dressed up like a million dollar trooper.... trying to look like Mr. Cooper. My hands begin to type in the rhythm of the music in ears. And now it switches, and the jazz moves forward 10 or 20 years and Rosemary Cloony fills my memories with I cried for you and now it is your turn to cry for me... can their be any greater magic than music that connects you to memories that were so amazing. Dancing. Swaying. Swinging. Feeling love as dance bands begin that happy rhythm. And I see myself smiling at Jimmy and I hear myself singing along... saying I cried for you now it is your turn to cry over me.

A gentle strum on the guitar joins the piano Dreamsville comes on and I feel like I am again floating on the notes up to the universe.

My fingers stop, my eyes close, and I remember summer nights, the windows open to the full moon, and the notes from the piano carrying me up in quiet joy and I forgive and forget the bad and stay in a few moments of pure contentment.