Nashville or Bust

Stand 

Driving into work today, I believe I was sent a little musical gift from the Universe.

Timed perfectly to round out my commute and end as I pulled into a space, R.E.M.’s “Stand” filtered through the speakers via the radio. A commercial station, even. Fancy that.

Stand in the place where you live. Think about direction, wonder why you haven’t before. I’ve heard this song a zillion times and for the first time, I attempted to decode it. What was Stipe trying to say? Who was on his mind as he penned this 3:10 nugget? Was he directing this at someone or something?

Stand in the place where you work. Think about the place you live, wonder why you haven’t before. What a strange song, but infectious. I did something I haven’t done in a long time. I started to sing along.

Modulate once. What the hell. Modulate again because it is fun.

Stand in the place where you are. 

STAND IN THE PLACE WHERE YOU ARE.

Your feet are going to be on the ground. Your head is there to move you around. 

I smiled. Dear lord. I got it. He wrote this one for me. And as I pulled the key out of the ignition, I laughed.

So stand. ~Jacqui

August 19, 2015 - Posted by daveandjacqui | Everyday