Sudbury, Massachusetts — Steely Dan rises up through the floor from the living room, where my family is splayed out, reading, playing chess, digesting holiday quantities of food.
I try to find my body as I start singing. I do this through stretches and my voice has the groaning quality of re-habitation. The stretching feels like it’s touching the first outer later of my body … just a start.
There is a moment when I’m in upward dog position and my singing drops to my heart. I feel my deep love for my family members in this moment and sing this. This song is nurturing in the middle of our time together, time when we so easily slip into a shallow zone of familiar banter, often with a teasing edge.
The music of our oceanic history and animal connection is always playing below.