This Sweet Fragrance

by Julie on December 28, 2010 · 7 comments

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Reverb10 Day 23

Prompt: New name. Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could
introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would
it be and why?

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When I was young, I didn’t like my name. I wanted something more glamorous, like Sasha, Victoria, or Michelle.

Paul McCartney sang about Michelle, my Belle, whereas the only song about Julie was ‘Julie, Julie, Julie Do you Love Me?’ by Bobby Sherman. Paul made me swoon; Bobby Sherman not so much.

Paul cooed to this mysterious Michelle:

“I love you, I love you, I love you.
That’s all I want to say.
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You’ll understand.

Michelle, my belle.
Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble,
Très bien ensemble.

I need to, I need to, I need to.
I need to make you see,
Oh, what you mean to me.
Until I do I’m hoping you will
Know what I mean.

I love you…

I want you, I want you, I want you.
I think you know by now…”

Paul wanted Michelle, loved Michelle, was obviously hot for Michelle.

Bobby just kept asking if Julie will be there for him:

Bein’ alone at night makes me sad, girl
Yeah, it brings me down all right
Tossin’ and turnin’ and freezin’ and burnin’
And cryin’ all through the night

Whoa-oh

Julie, Julie, Julie, do ya love me?
Julie, Julie, Julie, do ya care?
Julie, Julie, are ya thinkin’ of me?
Julie, Julie, will ya still be there?

It’s pretty clear which is swooning material, yes? A young girl makes up so much…

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As I grew older, I came to appreciate my name until I grew to like it.

Now, as I consciously, and whole-heartedly, long to know this presence that looks out from these eyes, I see how my name, and what is associated with it, can keep me, and others, from knowing and experiencing what I really am.

Yes, the name is necessary to be in the world. And, there is much associated with a name.

There are so many things I made up about Julie. Who Julie is. What she’s like and what she is supposed to be like…two very different things. What she’s loved for and what doesn’t get her that love. What makes her happy and what doesn’t.

In considering this prompt, it seems much more tasty to consider how I would introduce myself to this presence that looks out from behind these eyes. When I consider this, so much falls away.

No matter what I call myself, the truth of this being stays the same. This presence is the one thing that is unchanging, the one thing that has been here all my life, the one thing that has witnessed every moment where identity became meshed with ‘Julie’ and all that the name conjures up.

After all, as Juliet spoke to Romeo:

What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
Would smell as sweet if it had any other name.

Julie is a sweet story that points to this sweet fragrance.

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Marjory December 28, 2010 at 1:10 pm

Beautiful words distilling your sweet
fragrance dear Julie! A blessing! Love!

Julie December 29, 2010 at 8:49 pm

Marjory,
Thank you.
Love, Julie

Susan December 29, 2010 at 7:43 am

nice post. And a neat way to look at how we think about our names.
There was only one song I remember about Susan. By the Buckinghams.I did like the chorus
SOOOOSUUUN. Looks like I am LOOOOSIN’
Losing my mind, wasting my time
Susan, looks like I’m losing
I’m losing my mind
I’m wasting my time

Susan, do you
Have to be confusing
I ask myself why
You’re saying goodbye

No other girl could ever
Take the place of you (ba ba ba)
Though you’re hurting me
You know I’ll always
Be thinking of you
Girl, I love you

Thanks for reminding me!

Julie December 29, 2010 at 8:48 pm

Susan,
I love this song. Isn’t it fun to go back and look at these lyrics?
It’s wonderful to meet you.
Blessings,
Julie

Diana Antholis January 8, 2011 at 11:32 am

Lovely post Julie.

You have me thinking about songs with my name in it…

“Dirty Diana” – Michael Jackson

Hm……..
Anything else?? 🙂

Julie January 11, 2011 at 10:00 pm

haha. i’ll have to think about other Diana songs!

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