I wonder what it’s like to be a woman.  I’ve been married, and have seen the issues that Jody went through.  But that’s not experiencing it in my body.  I sense that I’ve had previous lives, some of them no doubt as a woman, but I don’t remember.

And so … I want to sing.  Words in melody spoken by a woman.  That will deepen my empathy, I feel.

On Friday, February 6 I will sing “When I Dream” at an open mic session at Salvatore’s.  If you’d like to hear me, come to 113 Sint-Salvatorstraat in Gent at 20:30.  It’s a yellow building.  I realize that for you North Americans it’s a long flight … but consider it.

Here’s the song:

I could have a mansion
That is higher than the trees
I could have all the gifts I want
And never ask please
I could fly to Paris
Oh, it’s at my beck and call
Why do I go through life
With nothing at all?

But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true

I can be the singer
Or the clown in every room
I can even call someone
To take me to the moon
I can put my makeup on
And drive the men insane
I can go to bed alone
And never know his name

But when I dream, I dream of you
Maybe someday you will come true

There are two lines especially that hit me hard.  I wonder if you can guess them.

I need to evolve my understanding of other human beings.  “When I Dream” helps.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=EFKzkEpNejw&si=Ti87xFzZ4kxHb0LU