This song has been creeping through my consciousness for the past two days… couldn’t get it out of my head so I decided to put it up here. Maybe it will haunt you too- in the best way possible! There’s a little more of Stevie, who had his first hit “Fingertips”when he was only 13, when you scroll down the page. I remember this song but not as well as “I Was Made To Love Her”. I was 12 when that song came out in 1967 and fell in love with it. It remains one of my favorite songs.

I know if you were to go back through this blog you would find so many of my “favorite songs”… but really music saved me… over and over throughout my life and continues to save me on a daily basis. And the feeling that comes up when I hear these songs from my past tells me that my core has not changed. Like everyone, I’ve gone through countless life experiences- traumas, love, loss, childbirth, motherhood- you name it- and still I am the same. Maybe less afraid, more outgoing, more scars, more awareness, but my essence- that which makes me Rosie- is exactly the same as it was when I was an infant, a child, a teen, a lost 20-something year old, a young mother, and now an older and hopefully slightly wiser person. I am aware of it when I walk on the beach. I flash back to the little girl walking on the beach holding my mother’s hand or walking with my sisters and I am that person. And I am aware of it when I listen to music that I love- the music that has been a revelation to me. Music helps me to remember who I am and connect with my essence.

I’m the same person I was when I first heard Stevie’s album “Fullfillingness First Finale” and had my mind blown, yet again, by his music.

In this moment I just decided I don’t want a funeral when I go. I never really did but it just got clear. I want my life celebrated with music.