Stuck in a moment

This song by U2 has been playing in my head for days now.

Songs often come to me when there’s a lot on my mind.    It’s funny that our brains can drag things out from the depths of our memories at times when the messages within them might have special meaning. It’s especially funny how my little brain still manages to process melodies and the accompanying lyrics from a multitude of songs when many of my cognitive functions have been hammered into non-existence over the past 9 months all courtesy of you know what.

The sun is attempting to make an appearance today and in spite of my malfunctioning joints I’m going out into the garden to plant some flowers.  I love flowers especially old-fashioned varieties like forget-me-nots, red-hot pokers, bluebells, grannies bonnets and foxgloves.

In a few weeks the flowers will hopefully attract butterflies and bees so there’ll be plenty of colour, life and beauty in my garden following a long, cold and particularly gloomy winter.

I’ll be singing along with U2 while I’m out there messing about in the mud for a few hours.  If you’d like to sing along with me here are the lyrics…


I’m not afraid of anything in this world
There’s nothing you can throw at me that I haven’t already heard
I’m just trying to find a decent melody
A song that I can sing in my own company

I never thought you were a fool
But darling, look at you
You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere, baby

You’ve got to get yourself together
You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it
Don’t say that later will be better now you’re stuck in a moment
And you can’t get out of it

I will not forsake, the colours that you bring
But the nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me
I still listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it’s tough, and you can never get enough
Of what you don’t really need now… my oh my

You’ve got to get yourself together
You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it
Oh love look at you now
You’ve got yourself stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep…
I wasn’t jumping… for me it was a fall
It’s a long way down to nothing at all

You’ve got to get yourself together
You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it
Don’t say that later will be better now
You’re stuck in a moment and you can’t get out of it

And if the night runs over
And if the day won’t last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass

And if the night runs over
And if the day won’t last
And if your way should falter
Along the stony pass
It’s just a moment
This time will pass


16 thoughts on “Stuck in a moment

  1. Heard this song many times, but never listened to it. Thanks for re-minding me of this powerful message. “this time will pass.” Love the new look of the blog by the way. {{{hugs}}} Kozo


    • Hope you’re having a good day Kozo. Maybe those times your children get into mischief or people do dumb things out on the roads think of the song and let the words take over 🙂


      • You hit the nail right on the head, Tracy. I need to put that song on repeat and listen to it everyday when I walk my kids to school. Had quite a scary walk yesterday. {{{hugs}}} Kozo


    • Thanks for the reblog Kristen. Music can be so therapeutic when nothing else seems to work. The song is helping me survive right now too


  2. I love the song! Also battling what I’m told is an incurable illness but I am not about to take that diagnosis…I believe different and through faith and a lifestyle change am determined to win. So, for now I’ll plant myself in your beautiful garden amidst the butterflies, the birds and the bees and remind myself that this too shall pass. Thank you for sharing. I pray you’re getting better and better each day 🙂 xoxo


    • If we stop to think about it life itself could be called an incurable illness… as soon as we’ve started we’re all on route one, some faster than others. We just don’t realise it until we start getting a little older. Feel free to stay with me in the garden, we can get through this together and enjoy all that’s good here. You’re in my thoughts, I send strength and determination to add to your resolve xoxox


  3. Was just driving across back from across town, my knee aching, once again, but just a bit and with Rose Cousins (the video posted yesterday) playing on the sound system when an additional thought, relevant here came through my head. Cancer’s your ‘thing.’ A history of, among other things, heart disease and arthritis happens to be mine. Like you I don’t take a passive approach to things and, so far in this boxing match I figure I’ve managed to win every single round. And I bloody well will win the upcoming ones too. Every so often, though, there comes these setbacks when old “Art’ manages to land a body blow that leaves one or other of the joints in a way that I need a bit extra. Typically a Cortisone injection leaves me as good as new in a few hours. I do recall the words the physician had for me the first time I got one. They went something like this: “most minor injuries you can fight off with a bit of rest and leaving the body to do its thing. Every now and then, though, you reach a hump that you can’t get over and something like this gives the bit of boost you need.”

    Now start with that and add this word to it: Co-morbidity—it means that more than one nasty thing is having a go at you at the same time. That’s the thing—many difficult conditions are precisely that way because they contribute to a resonant-like condition; a condition in which several negative things are working together. Finally add this thought (and remind yourself that I’m not a physician as you read it. I’m a non-doctor taking some artistic license): Cancer is not one disease it’s a label we put on a bunch of bad things that can go wrong to produce unwanted rapid cell growth. Thanks to medical science we do understand a fair bit about it but the fact remains that, as I’ve said before, cancer is a hydra with many, many causes and, therefore, even more effects.

    So add it all together and here’s what I see: You had some pre-existing conditions. You have breast cancer. You have been receiving treatments for a year now that would bring a perfectly healthy person right to their knees. And you weren’t and are not perfectly healthy. Unfortunately, to me it’s no wonder you have these awful side effects. In the same way, no wonder both you and your oncologist are baffled. When it’s working optimally the body is quite a mystery. Yours is highly stressed physically so it’s therefore that much more of a mystery.

    But wait, in the middle of this very negative picture let me layer in the three things near the top of this post. Rose Cousins, Cortisone and Rest. Mine is a trivial example but simple ones do have their uses—they serve as analogs; exemplars. When I get one of my little injuries, here’s what I do: get the right treatment, focus on where you want to be and find rest to let the treatment and the body do its thing.

    In your case: “Right Treatment”: yes, between you, your family, and the Oncologist I think that one’s covered. “Focus on where you want to be”: duh—this blog of yours indicates that’s looked after. So, that leaves “rest” which brings me to Rose. Everyone had their own way of resting. Mine is to read things and listen to things (like Rose’s music) that put my head in the right space; the space that shuts down the unwanted emotions (worry and guilt especially), eases in the thought patterns and which, most importantly, leave the brain and the rest of the body free to do what’s most important: performing those physiological actions that will fix me up.

    So, in summary: I see hope and I see rest :>) Yup–this, too, will pass!


    • Things. You’re right, we all have our thing. Heart disease and arthritis was in my Dad’s side of the family (fortunately neither is making a move on him and long may that continue). So far as I know my heart is pretty strong and I don’t have arthritis so can be glad of those blessings. Cancer decimated my Mum’s side of the family and now its knocking on my door. It has a liking for our women and pursues them viciously and relentlessly. Like you with ol’ Art, I’m doing my best to knock C out, cut off all those hydra heads and stop it resurrecting itself. Dealing with the hydra has taken a lot of energy, physical and emotional and in the midst of chopping off those heads I’ve recently been made redundant (with no hope of securing another job while I’m still an active cancer patient) and suffered the issue many cancer patients suffer – loss of a very dear friend who I regarded as a consistent part of my life no matter what was thrown at us. The old saying ‘it never rains when it pours’ was definitely written for me! That brings me to your third recommendation – rest. Contending with the disease, with work, with my missing friend and with a whole bunch of other unfortunate circumstances hasn’t left much room for me to rest. I know I’ve been living on adrenalin for almost a year now, from hydra heads to treatment, employment worries to absent friends and I know it isn’t sustainable. I’m tired, I need to curl up and rest. Once thoroughly rested my mind will be better equipped to make the most of the body it has to live in and vice versa. Thank you for reminding me to rest. That above all things is what I need most right now.


  4. Such words for this time in your life…. Plant the flowers and enjoy the moments… I love u2 i saw them live here in Sydney a long time ago it was a great concert … I am singing along 🎶🎶🎶


    • I’ve always wanted to see them live but never got the chance – always working or not enough money or over-subscribed so I’m making the most of them on my iPod and singing to the flowers. They all look perkier today than yesterday so it must be good for them as well as me 🙂


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