"...got to kick at darkness 'til it bleeds daylight..."

Upon visiting Canada in June 2007 while still living in the Cayman Islands, today i recalled going into a coffee shop at the time and hearing Joni Mitchell's "Free Man in Paris." I had felt very nostalgic and homesick for Canada even while hearing multi-syllabic lines such as "i felt unfettered and alive....!" I felt similarly today - minus the homesick since i am actually here -while driving and listening to Bruce Cockburn's "Lovers in a Dangerous Time," as he sang "got to kick at darkness till it bleeds daylight.."

This morning I heard on a Webinar (Business seminar on the Web) a subtly disparaging comment about banks organizationally, and, upon contemplating the words to Bruce Cockburn's song, i made a connection in my mind in an analogous fashion between the song, and this comment. It is possible to infiltrate a highly cooperative, non-competitive, honest mode of doing business in a traditionally competitive business. This would in fact enhance or accentuate the daylight, rather than fighting against, or "kicking the darkness." Doing this represents working in accordance with the law of attraction, i.e. expecting honesty, integrity, and cooperation, rather than focusing on any potentially negative aspects of traditional business. That said, in practice while the two descriptively appear worlds apart, there can sometimes be a fine line between what constitutes "kicking," and endeavoring to accentuate the daylight.

I have taken something aesthetically pleasing, a song that evokes emotion and pride within me, about being Canadian, and read between the lines to understand a complex perspective. Banks employ significant numbers of hard-working, decent, talented and intelligent people, a high percentage of whom are women. Moreover banks help stimulate and enhance economies, both domestically and around the world, thereby improving the standard of living for millions.

To love a non-traditional way of doing business more than a traditional way of doing business would be like stating one loves one's daughter, or mother, more than one's son or father. One might feel it in one's heart on a given day, but in actual fact, one could not, or should not have to choose between the two. Nor would one want to.

You can love the older, folk or classical guitar tunes of Cockburn's "High Winds, White Sky" as much as the later, more technically advanced music. Which reminds me of Neil Young...