I have been listening to the Indigo Girls a lot lately. I love these women, Amy and Emily are so talented, their harmonies as tight and in tune as sisters. I saw them in concert a few years back and they were so down to earth, so accessible as entertainers. They brought their smiles and talent to the stage and regurgitated their souls for their fans. In the liner notes of their album 12,000 Curfews is this quote that I just love, “amazing how many songs come from a bottle of beer, a few friends, and a lifetime of fears.”

My parents knew who the Indigo Girls were before I did. They were in a folk band called The Others (actually, they are still part of that band). I would steal their Indigo Girl CD and have to sneak it back into its place when my father’s voice rang from the living room, “where is my CD?” Music had the biggest price tag in my family. To this day there is the mystery of a Mozart CD that has gone missing. My father swears I took it, as I know I did not take it, I swear my sister took it. She denies the fact and perhaps it was my brother. Or the Borrowers, never discount the Borrowers.

I forget sometimes how certain music groups can move my soul. Shift it back to center when it’s gone off kilter. And while I listen to them, they take me back to my past at the same time they shine new light on my future.

I bought my first Indigo Girls CD when I worked at The Wherehouse Music Store. In the early 90’s I was lucky enough to be part of the dying breed of record/video stores. The Wherehouse went bankrupt I believe. Anyway, I bought the Indigo Girls album Swamp Ophelia used with my discount. (Swamp Ophelia, great name.) I felt so cool, so new wave, so ‘in the know’ when I bought it. I began my one sided relationship with the girls with that album. I put the CD on today and was awash in my youth. I was transported to the times I would listen to the CD full blast as I drove to and from work, the crush I had on different boys, my fresh college heart and soul that were trying to make sense of this big bad world and my place in.

I’ve always thought of the Indigo Girls songs as timely as well as moving. Their lyrics, even when I am listening to their CD’s and know the next line that is coming, still delights me. The beauty of certain lyrics feed my soul as a writer. I am envious of how the girls bear their soul for the whole world; simultaneously threading their lyrics into the fabric of music history. Surely their music will stand the test of time and sing to our children’s souls.

Just thought, on my own road back to myself, back to writing a new blog at least once a week, I would start where I’ve been most inspired lately. With the Indigo Girls and some of my favorite quotes from some of my favorite songs.

This little gem I heard for the first time in the middle of the Colorado Mountains. I was a soaring eagle allowing these lyrics to float under my wings. “The less I seek my source for some definitive, the closer I am to fine.” –from the song Closer I am to fine

As I aged and the face that greets me each morning in the mirror grows more…refined, this lyric reminds me that maybe at the end of the day, isn’t it lovely that at the end of our lives we have something to show for it. “With every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face.” – Get out the Map

Good lord I love this lyric, I think this might be the antithesis of my spirituality. “She says, ‘you know me and Jesus, we’re of the same heart. The only thing that keeps us distant is that I keep fuckin’ up.” – Shame on You

I graduated from college later in life, it took me 8 years to get a degree, and after that I was scared to death of what came next. Oh this one was my mantra for about a year. “It’s a thin line between pleasing yourself and pleasing somebody else.” – Thin line

When I was working at The Wherehouse I was in love, and he did this to me. “You set up your place in my thoughts, moved in and made my thinking crowded.” – Mystery

Just…awesome. “You kissed me like a soldier headed for war.” – Joking

Today, in this moment, the song that is singing to me the most would have to be Galileo. So my friends, I leave you with these lyrics.

Galileo

-Indigo Girls

Galileo’s head was on the block
The crime was looking up for truth
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
I try to trace them to my youth

And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night
And now I’m serving time for mistakes
Made by another in another lifetime

How long till my soul gets it right?
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, King of insight

And then I think about my fear of motion
Which I never could explain
Some other fool across the ocean years ago
Must have crashed his little airplane

How long till my soul gets it right?
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision, King of insight

I’m not making a joke, you know me
I take everything so seriously
If we wait for the time till all souls get it right
Then at least, I know there’ll be no nuclear annihilation
In my lifetime, I’m still not right

I offer thanks to those before me
That’s all I’ve got to say
‘Cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay

But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the hook
But she’ll say, “Look what I had to overcome from my last life
I think, I’ll write a book”

How long till my soul gets it right?
Can any human being ever reach the highest light?
Except for Galileo, God rest his soul
King of night vision, King of insight

How long
How long
How long