Driving in my car to visit a friend for the weekend, I got myself stuck listening to this song on repeat, specifically the cover by James Vincent McMorrow. I love the sound of his voice and the simple piano.
I chose the slightly longer route south that took me through expansive farm fields and small towns, instead of big interstate highways connecting the cities of east coast metropolis.
The Eastern Shore of Maryland and Virginia is beautiful acre of open fields after sun-filled acre of earth and trees. Rivers and bridges and brown and white fields of cotton, and people walking for miles along the shoulder of these remote and distance roads. There is something so soothing, moving, and peaceful about driving long distances by myself through our countryside.
Listening to this song, I was thinking a lot about the meaning of the lyrics as I passed people walking for miles and miles down these small roads, either by choice or because of lack of transportation. The little mom-and-pop shops, and “tiendas latinas”; people going about their days, trying to get by. I was thinking about our shared humanity, and how the ways in which we are conditioned to forget about it. When we forget about our shared humanity we perpetrate horrific violence against each other, like the murder of Eric Garner.
Let’s keep looking inside each other for a higher love…
“Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart and in the stars above,
Without it, life is wasted time.
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine.
Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what’s fair
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be.
Bring me a higher love “