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	<title>Marti Abernathey &#187; Joy</title>
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		<title>All That I&#8217;ve Let In, I&#8217;m Blessed Beyond Belief</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve always found great joy in music, but there are few songs that impact me to such an extent that I cry the first time I hear them. Tonight I heard the following song did: All That We Let In &#8211; Indigo Girls &#8220;Dust in our eyes our own boots kicked up Heartsick we nursed [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve always found great joy in music, but there are few songs that impact me to such an extent that I cry the first time I hear them. Tonight I heard the following song did:<br />
All That We Let In &#8211; Indigo Girls</p>
<p>&#8220;Dust in our eyes our own boots kicked up<br />
Heartsick we nursed along the way we picked up<br />
You may not see it when it&#8217;s sticking to your skin<br />
But we&#8217;re better off for all that we let in</p>
<p>Lost friends and loved ones much too young<br />
So much promises and work left undone<br />
When all that guards us is a single center line<br />
And the brutal crossing over when it&#8217;s time</p>
<p>Oooooooo<br />
(I don&#8217;t know where it all begins)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(And I don&#8217;t know where it all will end)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(We&#8217;re better off for all that we let in)</p>
<p>One day those toughies will be withered up and bent<br />
The father son the holy warriors and the president<br />
With glory days of put up dukes for all the world to see<br />
Beaten into submission in the name of the free<span id="more-940"></span></p>
<p>We&#8217;re in a nevolution I have heard it said<br />
Everyone&#8217;s so busy now but do we move ahead<br />
The planets hurting and atoms splitting<br />
And a sweater for your love you sit there knitting</p>
<p>Oooooooo<br />
(<em><strong>I don&#8217;t know where it all begins</strong></em>)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(<strong><em>And I don&#8217;t know where it all will end</em></strong>)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(<em><strong>We&#8217;re better off for all that we let in</strong></em>)</p>
<p>See those crosses on the side of the road<br />
Tied with ribbons in the medium<br />
<em><strong><strong>They make me grateful I can go this far</strong></strong></em><br />
Lay me down and never wake me up again</p>
<p>Kim writes a poem and she sticks it on my truck<br />
We don&#8217;t believe in war and we don&#8217;t believe in luck<br />
The birds were calling to her what were they saying<br />
As the gate blew open the tops of the trees were swaying</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve passed the cemetery walk my dog down there<br />
I read the names in stone and say a silent prayer<br />
When I get home you&#8217;re cooking supper on the stove<br />
<em><strong>And the greatest gift of life is to know love</strong></em></p>
<p>Oooooooo<br />
(I don&#8217;t know where it all begins)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(And I don&#8217;t know where it all will end)<br />
Oooooooo<br />
(We&#8217;re better off for all that we let in)&#8221;</p>
<p>I heard this song right after hearing &#8220;No Day, But Today&#8221; from the Rent Soundtrack. It just reinforces to me the truth I&#8217;ve found here. I feel at home. I feel at home in my skin, and I feel at home in terms of location.  Every single second of my life is a gift I treasure. I can&#8217;t believe how many times I wanted to die. Even at its worst, life is so full, so rich, and so worth living. I try to express this to the people I love and it never seems that I can ever explain it in a way that fully encapsulates how much I love them and my life here. But I&#8217;m no fool, I know that no matter how much I want to stay in this space, in this place forever, time moves on. All I can do is try to be as present as much of the time as possible. Sooner or later I will be taken away from them or they will be taken away from me. That&#8217;s just how life is. But right now  it&#8217;s beautiful and I&#8217;m grateful.</p>
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