On My Way Home
Enya, "On My Way Home"
Today's song is from Enya's fourth album The Memory of Trees. The title of the album comes from her readings in mythology and about the Druids, who believed trees were sacred and wise. The album was released on 5 December 1995, and it was another success for Enya, selling over three million copies in North America alone.
"On My Way Home" is about going home at Christmastime. It opens with organ chords and church bells, which give a holy feeling to what is coming—then four, fast rising notes on the piano, repeated: which add excitement and anticipation. The first words Enya sings are: "I have been given a moment from Heaven!" In the music video that accompanies this song, you learn that this moment will come for her when she steps off the train and is home again. During her journey, she pages through a photo album, remembering happy times. The train, which we see several times, seems almost a force of nature: determined—through ice, through snow—to bring her safe home. It travels into night, and Enya watches snowfall out the window: "like angels in flight," she sings of the snowflakes.
Here is a link to Enya's website and to the video for this song. It is the tenth video in the list you will encounter (as of this writing):
And here is a link to Amazon.com and the song:
I have had happy homecomings. I will write about two of them: one that involves a dog, and one a cat, and how they welcomed me home.
In July 1978, I returned home from my two-year mission for the Mormon church in Brasil. The plane arrived late at night in Idaho Falls, and my family and friends greeted me. Soon we were driving north to home. I stepped out of the car—and Lucky, our dog (a handsome Labrador/Border Collie mix), saw me, and remembered me after two years. He ran to me, clasped his arms around my right ankle, and cried and cried. He would not let go. I picked him up, and he licked my face, then kept crying. We brought him into the house, and he sat next me and would not leave me.
After Drew died in 2002, I kept his cat Mellie. I count that decision one of the best of my life. In many ways, she saved me (which I will write about in another post). But not quite two years after Drew died, my father died, and my going home for his funeral was the first time Mellie and I had been separated. When I came home again after the funeral and opened the door—Mellie turned and saw me. She was in the window at the far end of the hall. She ran as fast as she could to me, and into my arms.
I miss them like people.
Coming home from the hospital is one of the happiest things a man can do. For me, the stillness of my house is welcome after the noise of the hospital. I sit down by the fire in my gas stove, and my six cats gather around me, each wanting to be held: sometimes two at once.
I created "When He Cometh Home," the image above, on my computer in 2006. It is based on Mandelbrot fractals. The title is from Luke 15:6 (KJV): "And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me."