Not all those who wander are lost

Lovebombing Norah Jones

Norah Jones

Can I just say that I love Norah Jones’ music? It has the most wonderful energy about it, and always gets me in a certain kind of really good mood.

Norah’s banana pancake song always reminds me of lazy days spent sitting in the shade at a beach café on a remote, quiet island in Thailand… scorching sun, warm breeze, slow waves rolling in towards the white sandy beach… aqua blue wooden furniture… sand, sea shells and smooth pebbles under the glass that covers the table in front of me… bare feet touching the warmth from the ground beneath me… ice-cold fresh lime juice and a straw… sand between my toes after walking in open sandals through the jungle across the island… rustling palm tree leaves, azur blue sea stretching far towards the horizon… a wooden aum necklace on a leather string round my neck… the scent of coconut oil and jasmine on sunkissed skin… a strong sense of being completely present in my body, thanks to a deep and relaxing massage earlier in the day… Funny, the song is about New York but it always brings me these memories of having banana pancakes with coconut, condensed milk and golden honey at that very café… and of course enjoying Norah’s mesmerising voice pouring smoothly out of the speakers above the counter.

Lying in my hammock, gently rocking back and forth between the palm trees at the edge of the jungle… It’s later in the evening the same day,  and I’m listening to Norah again. Watching the silent night sky, amazed by the rabbit in the moon, magical… on a full moon night like this… falling stars and fireflies… frog concert… I’m absentmindedly playing with the little heart-shaped rock I found on the beach, thinking about my soulmate and wishing he was there with me. And he is. But only in my thoughts and heart…

On other days listening to Norah’s music makes me long for a glass of red, red wine and intimate conversations that go on and on far into the other side of midnight; sharing ideas, sighs and laughs with close friends round the table on a quiet night in.

And she’s there with me on my travels to… Norah as my travel companion, always making it easy to relax and find a calm place within… even in the midst of hectic airport buzz, long bus rides and extended waits at immigration desks. She’s never further away than my mp3-player, which I’m ever so grateful for.

I could write so much about her amazing voice and beautiful songs, but what really does it for me is simply the mood and the energy of her music. I just love it. *happy sigh*