February 11, 2007 at 4:28 pm (Daddy-Daughter Dates, Forgive Your Father, Lullaby Your Father)
As a child growing up, I always wanted to be close to my dad. His mother died the day he was born on May 10, 1930, shortly after his birth. Beatrice Myrtle Jordan was never given the opportunity to cradle, kiss or lullaby her son before she passed on. She was a 25 year old schoolteacher the day she died. My father was her first and only child.
Although I never met her, I heard stories from my Grandpa Rowley, that before she died, Beatrice would sit at the piano for hours and sing the songs of her heart–”What A Friend We Have in Jesus” and “Amazing Grace” to name a few to my unborn father, who nestled warm within her womb. Did she know that this would be her only opportunity to lullaby her son?
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February 11, 2007 at 12:22 am (Daddy-Daughter Dates, Uncategorized)
My mother taught me to love aromatherapy and massage…my dad taught me the joy of playing a grand musical instrument. As I look back on my childhood, I remember one of my favorite moments with my dad. We had a large white player piano and often, my dad would sit me on his knee as he would push the pedals, while I pretended that my hands were dancing all over that lengthy keyboard. I was only four at the time, when my mom told me the sad news, that we had to sell the player piano and move out of state. I wailed, “I’ll push it in my stroller…all the way to California!” It was simply stated, my favorite “daddy-daughter-date!”
It is no wonder to me, that now, as a both a musician and a Vibrational Attunement Massage Therapist, my favorite instrument to play, is the instrument of the human body. My fingers dance up and down the spine to music both solacing and jazzy. It is now, my new favorite thing to do…to “lullaby the fathers” with the music of Thurl Bailey…sometimes soft and solacing…sometime rejuvenating and exhilarating. When the men arise from that table, the common remark is, “That was fun!”
Often, as I play those accupressure points in the human body to release anxiety and increase the vibration of joy, I sometimes get a glimpse of a little four year old girl sitting on her daddy’s knee…watching my own dancing fingers reach from one end of that long keyboard to the other. I close my eyes and realize that the life-song I am playing today, as a 46 year old vibrational attunement massage therapist…is simply…the song that my father taught me. This site, “Who Will Lullaby The Fathers?” is a tribute to my dad—whose favorite thing, I always believed was to hear his little girl sing.
Dad, may the legacy live on! “Who Will Lullaby The Fathers?” I will! Thanks to you for the voice lessons and for letting me learn to love the sound of music…literally…on your knee!
Love, Karyn Grant
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