Original Song: Drift

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Drift

Can I just lay my head right here

on that nook right below your chest?

The spot that I fit best.

Can I lay my head?

 

Can I just drift away, sink deeper?

I know later I’d pay it for a price,

but it’s worth this moment

just to get a chance to drift.

 

I should have met you later.

I should have asked what brought you here,

and flattered every inch of you

’cause I don’t know if I’ll get to.

 

You know, you’ll have to let me go?

I told you from the start. It goes to show

that I know everything.

Except if I should lay my head.

 

copyright Erica Wolfling 2014
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A Little Creek Runs Through My Front Yard

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A Little Creek Runs Through My Front Yard

 

Isn’t this beautiful? Small signs of spring are starting to sprout from thawed ground, songs ring throughout the steadily thickening tree canopy, life wakens around every corner. The brook that borders my front yard flows brown; a willful winter absolution. Simply breathtaking. Simply springtime.

Mother’s Day Grilled Montage (because I didn’t forget Mother’s Day)

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Do I lead with a causal explanation that it was yesterday when I realized Mother’s Day was this Sunday. Or do I invent a cover story, knowing that my mother is probably my most avid e-mail subscriber?

Both?

My forgetfulness really shouldn’t be taken personally, Mom. I routinely forget about my cup of coffee only to rediscover it hours later. I am constantly finding myself absent minded in front of the refrigerator without any intentions of consumption whatsoever. I somehow seem to emit sheer inattentiveness everytime I pull up to the ATM consistently leaving my debit card (enough to put me on a first name basis with the tellers at my local branch). Long story short..I tend not to remember things.

So, uh, don’t be mad Mom. I still have time. I’ll grill you dinner. Here’s a sneak peak of some recipe inspiration for Mother’s Day 2014. 😀

Zesty Lime Corn Salad. Quick Weight Loss Recipes. Mother's Day. Recipe, gift, mother

Taken from http://quickweightlossrecipes.net/. Zesty Lime Corn Salad.

Cilantro Dressing, The garden grazer. recipe, mother's day, gift, homemade, vegetarian, vegan, mother

Taken from http://www.thegardengrazer.com/. Cilantro Dressing

 

 

 

Another Cover Song – Braille by Regina Spektor

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Now we’re exploring the passionate grit, the capacious caverns of instinctive emotion, the burrows of past and future pain manifested into seemingly meaningless tones and frequencies. Cumulatively this is my heart and soul, my desire, my wildfire. Here I am vulnerable; a feeling that is increasingly becoming familiar and comfortable.

I share with you another cover. The strikingly beautiful Braille from Regina Spektor’s debut album 11:11. After a particularly defeating day I sat down at my piano and recorded this on my cellphone. I hope you have time give it a listen.

 

A Mindful New Year

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“Amidst the rush of worldly comings and goings,
observe how endings become beginnings.”

Tao Te Ching – 16th verse

 

2013 was a dirt path winding, barely visible, crooked through the woods. Step by step I ventured further into fragile self-awareness and awe drenched mindfulness. I tore my way past difficult terrain and stood broad even after my feet caught hold of sycamore roots. I dodged the falling flecks of granite and leering boulders; obstructions sent to lead me astray. I climbed until I reached the inevitable descent. I hit rock bottom to soak my feet in the icy stream and continued onward.  I reached each peak with fiery grace and fury. Stopping in the earthly silence to meditate on my travel.

When I reflect on the year behind I see mountains; I see a scared little girl trapped inside her own delusions. I see her reach out from swelling, unforgiving mother nature and latch on to therapeutic creativity. I see someone who found the glitter in the black. Who grasped the opportunity to rebuild from ashes and lit herself like the phoenix. She has created beginnings from endings. She is an enigma.

 

 

Platform – Original Song

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I wrote this song after a long bike ride.  I had outlined a snazzy piano riff earlier that day and believed it could sustain an entire song.  So I poured myself a glass of wine, snuggled down into the piano bench, and developed what eventually evolved into “Platform.”

I needed to write this to let go of the last few flecks of heartbreak.  I needed to write it to avenge my own personal injustices of love maintained; to plant some glimmer in the rubble left behind.  As the title suggests “Platform” is about raising someone up.  Lifting them and supporting them while they walk all over you.  Metaphors.