hoppípolla

brosandi
hendumst í hringi
höldumst í hendur
allur heimurinn óskýr
nema þú stendur

og ég fæ blóðnasir
og ég stend alltaf upp

(smiling
spinning 'round and 'round
holding hands
the whole world a blur
but you are standing

and i get nosebleed
but i always get up)

- sigur ros, 'hoppípolla'

i just finished reading 'the way of the peaceful warrior' by dan millman and after which, i was wondering how i could see things with new eyes. i've come to labeling things and experiences, and with this have diminished everyday events as routine. it seems like there was a diminishing value to doing things (that you love) over and over. i remembered once seeing the sea after more than 10 years -- it was overwhelming to say the least. i don't think that overhwelming experience can happen again unless i wait for another 10 years before i go back to the sea but then, to see things as new, that is entirely probable.


after watching the video of sigur ros entitled hoppipolla, i was amazed at how simple things can still be the best things in life. a hand held. a sunset. a hot shower. or in this case, jumping into a puddle of mud. i actually watched the video without even understanding the lyrics. very poignant. amazing.


i had my hoppipolla moment last moday -- in a birthday party and when my friend honey celebrates her birthday, there's always 'the crew' that plays live music (the best party this side of town). i wanted to join in the fun that night but i also had my cousins with me and to them, i'm a straight-laced fellow. i just let go of that expectation and i actually couldn't care less. i sang my heart out and had a great time. mind you, this is not the booze kicking in, just the real me, no expectations.

hmmm, now, when will i get a chance to be in another party like that?