Blog number Nintie 16 May 2007
This Morning we ate breakfast at Mimi's in Phoenix. It's an "Italian" restaurant, so they play a lot of Frank Sinatra, Tony Martin, Dean Martin, Tony Bennett, et al. Why does music play in restaurants? Did you ever hear anyone say, "Let's go to Mimi's and listen to some music?" No, you never did. You go to restaurants to eat and talk. Music in the background interferes with that. Am I right or am I right?
Anyhow, today we heard Louie Prima and Keely Smith - a singing duo from the fifties. They had a television program back in 1955 or so. She had coal black hair cut in a pageboy. She was Indian - Cherokee, I think. He was a big Italian. They sang together, did patter much like Sonny and Cher in later years. In fact, Keely would zing Louie in the same manner as Cher zinged Sonny.
Prima and smith also had an excellent dance team consisting of two woman and a man that performed every week. I'm not really an aficionado of dance, but these three were so good that they always seemed to mesmerize me. Nowadays I can't remember but part of one dance. One of the women acted like a snake and actually seemed to slither down the body of the male, like she didn't have any bones in her body.
We also saw, at Mimi's this morning, a man that looked like an Italian friend we had in Sacramento. Going to Phoenix, I was ruminating on a couple that were our very best friends for many years until the husband died and she remarried and moved away. We went to visit her and her new husband, and I can't remember now, but the relationship, where and how they lived, their offspring and the husband's job, his very name, was so exactly like another couple we knew in Sacramento that I had a hard time believing it was all coincidental.
So have you ever heard of "alternate selves?" The same consciousness inhabiting several bodies at the same time? Ever hear of "dopplegangers?"
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I'm reading a couple of books right now. One of them is on the life of St. Francis in the form of an autobiography written in the present time. Interesting. Anyhow, he describes seeing the lips of a statue of Jesus move as the statue talked to him. I remember reading of this incident in a more factual book (written as a biography instead of an autobiography.) The "present time" St. Francis then goes on to say that of course the lips were not moving, that it was his own internal experience that was happening - that another person looking on would not have seen the lips move.
The other book I'm reading is on the experiences of fans. People fans, not cooling breeze fans. The author heard a song by Dolly Parton which he took as a "message" to read the Bible to his Alzheimer's affected mother just before she died. Due to interview Dolly, he wanted to tell her how much that incident changed his life. Unfortunately, the interview opportunity was revoked. It made his so angry and upset that he ranted and railed a while until a couple of Dolly's handlers set down with him and asked him why it meant so much to him that he couldn't tell Dolly what she had done for him.
He realized from that question that he had no reason to inform Dolly of what she had done for him - that it was that old familiar "internal experience" thing. Dolly would not have known anything about it, being only the "carrier" and not the instigator.
The war book I just finished where the author relates hearing "you will survive the war" loud and clear while everyone else sitting around him heard nothing.
I read of a guy that saw a female statue walking and talking in a temple in China, and went around for years trying to get someone to explain to him what had happened.
What could be an explanation for all these things - the alternate selves, the impossible visions?
Delusion?
Lying?
Say they all really happened. What then, could be an explanation? No need for an answer, just a need for to ponder. A need for a glimpse of the miraculous as ordinary.
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