Thursday, October 20, 2005

Standing Outside the Fire

This entry has been months in coming. I got sidetracked from this song and as a day became plural, turning into a week and more, I lost the mood and the immediate impressions I'd received from it. I let it fall by the wayside. But yesterday when Jessy, Brogan and I were at Sonic getting refreshments, Standing Outside the Fire by Garth Brooks was playing towards the end of our break.

I first saw this song's music video on CMT several years ago and was immediately struck by the portrayal of it. Amidst clips of Garth Brooks singing and strumming his guitar, they showed clips of events from the Special Olympics. The lyrics combined with the visual was a very powerful, emotional package, and naturally, because of my own situation it resonated with me on a soul's level. And being the emotional creature that I am, I had tears in my eyes and coursing down my cheeks, listening and watching and letting it sink in.
Standing Outside the Fire
We call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned

We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always come with getting burned

But you got to be tough when consumed by desire
'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire
We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall

We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all

They're so hell-bent on giving, walking a wire
Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire

There's this love that is burning
Deep in my soul
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly higher and higher
I can't abide standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire


Garth Brooks
Thinking about it, I think I know why they chose to link the song to the Special Olympics. Those kids "stand inside the fire" most, if not, everyday. They are ...consumed by desire to do their very best. They are the ones the world calls fools, the ones the world calls "weak," for they risk the tables being turned; they risk being burned and they risk ...the sorrow and the shame from standing inside the fire.

They're so hell-bent on giving, walking a wire / Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire

And really, that's the basic truth. What life is about. Having the courage to be considered a fool and weak, living inside the fire. Having the courage to risk all, on the chance of sorrow and shame, heartache and pain for the chance at glory and victory...for a chance at love. That's living, as the song attests.

Life with passion. It isn't living without it. You don't have to go crazy, expending your energy till you burn out like a nova in a grand display. Just live life being passionate about what matters most to you. Remember, fire is the test of gold; from the refiner's fire comes the purest, prefect form of this precious metal.

3 Comments:

At 5:01 PM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

Thanks for posting this and changing our view of Garth

faucon

 
At 12:42 PM, Blogger Edwina Peterson Cross said...

Standing Outside the Fire, was my April's rousing rawling cary for theater. Before the curtin opned, April was in the car with the stero up to the top knotch. I drive inside her that said she would never quit, never be one who just watches. She had to be the one always standing in the fire. This deream shivereled from the inside. The are fantastic new dreams, she is engaged to Eric, who she loves very much. She lives in San Deigo where she gets to work for the San Deigo Sympnohy and also go to schhol now to become a masausage therapist and wholeistic heeler. I still have moments of sadness when I hear Garth sing this song. Saddness for the throusands who will never experience her talent. However, there will be lots of people (mainly artists) who will experience her helping them to be well. She intends to concentrate on artists . . . dancers, actors, musicians, painters, sculptures, all have their own problems and she will learn to fix them.

 
At 10:03 PM, Blogger Shiloh said...

That is neat Winnie, that your daughter was, and is, always dreaming. Sometimes old dreams die to give way for new ones. Your daughter may not by totally standing in the fire, but she'll not be totally watching either. She'll be doing her part to help those who do, stand more easily in the fire.

 

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