Love, Tall Ships & Music

I seem to have embarked on an extended voyage into the realms of nostalgia, memory and recognition...

There have been many, many changes in my life and it's sometimes very easy to forget what came before.

That was brought home to me last Monday night, at a weekly group my son and I attend.   Another member of the group gave some quite graphic details of her childhood family life, and I recognised with a start that her family life was like mine...   And I sat there feeling completely bemused - how could I have forgotten these details of my early growing up?

Of course, I had not really forgotten - none of us ever do.   But I had buried it deep...

And I realised this week, that this diving into the deep of what has made an impression on me, is about recognising, gathering, bringing together all the parts of me that make me who I am, that have been cut off, discarded, torn away over the years for one reason or another.

This is the work of mid-life... completing the journey to wholeness, completing the hero's journey back to self...

So here is another piece of my past.   This time music...  Kachaturian's Adagio from Spartacus, used as the theme music for the BBC production of the Onedin Line... which I watched when I was young, in Dunedin (the Edinburgh of the south, in New Zealand) and was enthralled by the love story between James Onedin and Anne...