Song: "Never Go Home Again"

Many novels, biographies, movies and documentary literature point to a common experience. As children we ache to grow up, to get older because the freedom we see in our future is so attractive and compelling. But, as is often said, freedom has a price. We don't always know what that price will be, what we may lose, what we may regret until we have stepped through that door. Sometimes, there is no going back. We can't un-see what we've seen. We can't un-hear what we've heard. And we can't believe what we know in our hearts isn't true. The price for this freedom can be steep. We may lose the love that has nourished us, the certainty that reassures us and the righteous and clear path laid out before us. Where we once gleaned all the answers now we find very few. Where once we were surrounded and bolstered by like-minded companions and teachers now we must take a lonelier road. It's hard work. And our old world still calls us to come back as if we could simply discard our new found convictions. It's a call to come home but we know we can never really return.

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  • Nanci Phelan
    Nanci Phelan Elmira, Ontario
    It is lovely to read your thoughts and inspirations regarding your "Never Go Home Again" song Jay. I'm sure it will strike a chord with everyone who listens to the song. When I was studying literature at university this was referred to as 'the sad wisdom of maturity' and I have uttered that phrase many times over the years. As the window on leaving this world narrows for me at the ripe old age of 71 I often year to go back in time. The message behind that is to make the most of the moment and it has a different kind of freedom. Savour the joy of the moment, plunge into it. 'don't dust if you must' as 'tomorrows are promised to no one.' Thanks for sharing this song. It is just lovely.

    It is lovely to read your thoughts and inspirations regarding your "Never Go Home Again" song Jay. I'm sure it will strike a chord with everyone who listens to the song. When I was studying literature at university this was referred to as 'the sad wisdom of maturity' and I have uttered that phrase many times over the years. As the window on leaving this world narrows for me at the ripe old age of 71 I often year to go back in time. The message behind that is to make the most of the moment and it has a different kind of freedom. Savour the joy of the moment, plunge into it. 'don't dust if you must' as 'tomorrows are promised to no one.' Thanks for sharing this song. It is just lovely.

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