They would not listen, their not listening still, perhaps they never will... Starry starry night..

This synch started with Huel Howser and the accordion festival the day before
Pam and I went to Lodi Wine Cellars to listen to our friend Jim playing in Mom's Chilli boys

Before we went in we bought chocolates and walked making up a song

When the chili starts to bubble be sure and have a spoon

Then we arrived and Carol Ann set us up with some wine and we  settled in

I began to have this feeling about Carol who is part Chinese and plays cello. I began to feel my own deep haunting sorrow in her manifesting through cello though I have never heard her play. I told her this along with poetry I had written and she loved the idea.

Then Alan came in and sat behind me and told me he was a widower. I felt his loneliness and we had a wonderful time talking about the synchs of that night. Then the Chilli boys began to play Starry Starry night and I could tell it meant a lot to all of us gathered. They also played the accordion which was part of the synch.

This morning while thinking about writing this on tv came these tennis shoes someone painted as Starry Starry night.

I feel this is related to my own 12 year passion to reach You and the rejection

They would not listen, their not listening still, perhaps they never will... Starry starry night..

Here is a related synch from the other day

http://dnatree.blogspot.com/2013/11/i-told-starry-sky-to-wait-for-you.html