A Family Conversation: THREE Cousins Discuss Family Traditions, Beliefs and Superstitions

“A Family Conversation” is a storytelling audio series that features weekly discussions between blogging cousins LadyG and Ron Brown on current events along with favorite posts from each other’s blog.

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Happy New Year!

Welcome to the first “A Family Conversation” audio post of 2021.

This post is extra special because one of our other cousins is joining our conversation.

It took some doing to get her to join us so we were very happy that she agreed to round out the chat!

Now… join us as we use my post, Your New Year’s “To Do” List, to talk about:

  • How Ron jinxed Creek 
  • Some very superstitious people
  • Messin’ with folks’ luck
  • Every Southern Mom
  • How “doing” is just as important as “not doing”
  • Dragging trees
  • General sorry-ness
  • How “old” is NOT really “old”
  • Technicalities and clarifications on dirty clothes
  • Our major loss, “The Bon Vivant.”
  • Roy Clark
  • Pepto Bismol and where we got the gift of storytelling

Rest in Peace Uncle Leroy!

The Magic of Music

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I have always believed that music is magical!  Seriously, take a moment to think about how it can overtake your body and immediately transform your thoughts and mood.  According to Merriam-Webster, magic is “an extraordinary power of influence seemingly from a supernatural source.”  To me, this same definition could, just as easily, describe music.

In any case, I learned about the magical influence of music at a very early age.  Actually, my mother said that I used to sit in my crib and rock back and forth– keeping perfect time with all of the songs that were played on the radio.  She used to say that I really started rocking when the disc jockey played Marvin Gaye’s “Heard it Through the Grapevine.” Now, let’s take a second to pause right here!  I realize that I am dating myself by using words like “radio” and “disc jockey” –I can’t help the fact that I am in the midst of my fourth set of teens.  You should be so lucky!  Back to the story! I can assure you that the baby me had not studied dance prior to rocking out in my crib.  So where did I learn this?  Hmm… You might say that I learned it by watching my mother.  My response to that notion — RUBBISH! I learned it from the music fairies that lived in a nearby forest.  No seriously, the answer probably lies somewhere in the middle.  No laughing-you can’t prove me wrong 🙂

Anyway, as I grew older, I learned that I could use the magic of music to process my feelings. To do this, I would ramble through my mother’s record collection (there we go again with those ancient references) to find the perfect song to match or change my mood.  Whenever I felt sad I would play “I Love Music” by the O’Jays.  Boy when those bongos started playing at the beginning of that song it was ON!!!  And when the O’Jays began harmonizing “Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh …Oh Oh…I love music” it was OVER!  I was flying! Depression GONE!  Don’t get me wrong, music didn’t solve all of my ills, but it did assist me with creating a more positive mindset for managing difficult situations.  With that said, music and I were now lifelong partners; traveling through space and time.   Together, we dealt with relationship issues, friendship issues, money issues, spiritual issues, issues of loss and anything else you might imagine.  In each case, I simply let music work its magic and all was well.

At any rate, when my children were born, I taught them to enjoy and appreciate all kinds of music.  I hoped that they would learn for themselves how it could magically dissipate or transmute negative thoughts, beliefs and feelings.  I secretly wished that they might also develop a lifelong partnership with music.

As for me, music and I are still together!  Rest assured, I will continue to take it with me everywhere I go.  So, if you see a forty-something year old lady dancing and singing The Police’s “Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic” in the frozen aisle at Publix, smile and join me her; she just might be casting a magical spell!