A Vision

Little sweetheart, quite a while ago, really just shortly after your tragic passing, a friend of ours told me a story. She’d been out to Montauk with some friends and was driving back along the ocean after a long weekend. It was early in the morning and she hadn’t really been to bed, hadn’t been to sleep. So, she qualified all of what I’m about to tell you with that. Not that it’s so unbelievable but that perhaps, like a shaman, one needs to be in something of a slightly altered state to see things that are really there but we miss somehow in our mortal, mundane, unopened eyes.

She told me all this, as I say, quite a while ago. And I wasn’t quite sure if I’d remembered it all correctly, so I wrote to her and asked. Even my asking was a while ago. Almost a year ago. But something made me think of it again today because even though I’m still at work on the new album, I already have an idea for the next one (!) and it relates to this story, this vision. I dug through my emails and couldn’t find it, so I looked through my texts and then found it there. I wrote her last year on your birthday (which is coming up again, of course, next month) - that’s how long ago it was! Anyway, here’s what she said:

“Yes that's right. Thanks for the email too. Yes it was the clouds at dawn, I saw faces of bearded wise men in back, then marching soldiers in front of them, and in front of them young women running towards the rising sun in the east as though they were going to splay themselves on the ocean just as the sun would hit it. I spotted summer first then the whole scene unfolded backwards as we kept driving. They were slightly pink from the dawn and summer was in the front, happy, beaming, beautiful. I thought, of course that's what spirits would do! Take the form of clouds and greet the rising sun at the ocean. And something summer would jump at. Literally. And it was summertime. She looked so happy and free. Happy Birthday Summer.”

Yes, little sweetheart, Happy Almost Birthday. And this story, this vision, is coming strongly to mind. I will write more. And I pray and hope most fervently that it will help bring me to and find you. With all my love forever.