The image above is a photo of earth taken from Voyager 1, when it was 4 billion miles away (via futility closet), It’s also a picture of home.
All around is dead and lifeless and yet here is a speck of blue life.
Alice Coltrane died the day before yesterday-astral traveller that she was- maybe she would have found it easy to get her head round this particular notion of home. A place in the darkness, where we are all safe and protected from the unrelenting harshness of the galaxy.
Maybe she has a very different perspective on ‘being home’ altogether.
Anyway, her music always seemed crazily experimental but strangly melodic and accessible all at the same time- I really like it, not in a ‘it’s on impulse so I think I should like it’ sort of way, but in ‘it genuinely moves me’ sort of way.
There’s obviously loads of her stuff being posted at the moment -but here’s my two pennies worth to add to the mix.
RIP baby.