Thanks Pop!

Thanks Dad!

I’m not exactly sure how to express things. Sometimes I wonder if I have any emotion at all. I just don’t go for the “wet lick in the ear” - never have. But, I DO feel things. In fact, my emotions sometimes get the better of me.

I rarely self-indulge. But tonight, after visiting my father in hospital, I see the tenuous nature of life. And my “stiff upper-lip” just dissolved. I just lost it.

I’ve learned that it doesn’t really matter how estranged you become to anyone in this lifetime, there is always something that binds you to your parent.

I express emotions through music. Now, some may not agree with my interpretation of the aforementioned. Indeed, my father resented me for throwing away my medical degree (in 1992) to become a professional DJ. He HATED that.

Now, as a fine upstanding member of the I.T medical profession, I like to think I’ve done him proud.

Maybe I have. I’ve certainly been able to help him make his last few years be more comfortable.

But in his last few weeks on this planet, I find myself at a loss to express the colours and tones of emotion running through my mind. So, on my apartment balcony, in frigid temperatures, I assembled my DJ equipment and recorded this:

https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/rHWUCzGYVVQWDWkS8

Hopefully that’s not a violation of the T&C’s of Avalon. Forgive me if it is. I just needed to get it out of my system.

Best,
Simon (aka Tigger)

Wonderful, heartfelt and loving....and the music is, also. Thank you, Simon.

So haunting and magical, Simon.
Hugs sent, and a few tears...

Brilliant Simon....

So timely here, in this current life...
The separations reversed, letting go..
And holding on to what is..
Yet, this is not the place....only to say Thanks...

And such a brilliant change of careers....

I see the healing

and hear the heartbeat...

From the atriums to the ventricles....

Yes, this signal can be measured by inspiration....

Thanks Doc!