Photo: B. Glenn-Copeland It is a hard time in the world. Not that it has ever been easy. But increasingly we are able to witness, if not personally, electronically the struggles of those near and far as we collectively and individually experience the results of our human childhood on this planet - famine, war, rage, hatred, greed, waste, etc. etc. that so many have and do suffer. And now too the results of our planetary pollution.
And yet, the light of our emerging adulthood has never been brighter.
This song written so many years ago, continues to be the central message I try to reinforce within my own psyche.
Do not despair.
There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Love is more powerful than fear.
Each obstacle overcome is a measure more of courage, compassion and wisdom developed.
I practice daily to embody these messages to myself. Being a natural optimist - though at times I wondered if essentially, I'm naive (!!) - this is normally very easy. I have, however, witnessed the dark night of the soul during one particularly intense period of loss many years ago. Something of the shades of grey that begin to wash over the colour palette was finally revealed to me.
But, I digress.
Searching through my songs this day after a solar eclipse, I stumbled upon this simplest of all its versions. Seemed right somehow to offer it today. The last few days, my friends tell me, were hard days all around. I noticed.
Here 'tis.
May we go onward and upward, my friends.
Onward and Upward - words and music
© B. Glenn Copeland
1981 PRO
And yet, the light of our emerging adulthood has never been brighter.
This song written so many years ago, continues to be the central message I try to reinforce within my own psyche.
Do not despair.
There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Love is more powerful than fear.
Each obstacle overcome is a measure more of courage, compassion and wisdom developed.
I practice daily to embody these messages to myself. Being a natural optimist - though at times I wondered if essentially, I'm naive (!!) - this is normally very easy. I have, however, witnessed the dark night of the soul during one particularly intense period of loss many years ago. Something of the shades of grey that begin to wash over the colour palette was finally revealed to me.
But, I digress.
Searching through my songs this day after a solar eclipse, I stumbled upon this simplest of all its versions. Seemed right somehow to offer it today. The last few days, my friends tell me, were hard days all around. I noticed.
Here 'tis.
May we go onward and upward, my friends.
Onward and Upward - words and music
© B. Glenn Copeland
1981 PRO
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