Landslide by Stevie Nicks
...I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills....
Stevie Nicks was born May 26, 1948, in Phoenix, Arizona. She signed with Fleetwood Mac in 1975, becoming an overnight sensation. She also released solo albums. After years of struggling with addiction (during which time she continued to tour and put out new albums), Nicks regained her health and energy. Fleetwood Mac reunited in 1997 and was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1998.
-- from Biography.com
For a description of the twelve forms, see Twelve Forms of Spirituality.
A Whiteheadian Interpretation of Landslide
Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I've built my life around you. Those of us influenced by Whitehead's philosophy well understand. We know that we can build our lives around events in the past, but that in the very building we can cut ourselves off from fresh possibilities for the future. We know that we can appreciate the past but that we cannot cling to it. We cannot make a god of traditions, of past achievements, or of past wounds.
But time makes you bolder and children get older, and I'm getting older, too. We also know that life involves perpetual perishing, that time cannot be reversed, no matter how hard we try. As we get older we cannot turn back the clock; we can only move forward in the seasons of our lives.
The landslide will bring you down. What about when the snow tumbles down and our reflections along with them? How to respond? Perhaps we can trust in the spirit of creative transformation, both beyond us and within us. The spirit of creative transformation is powerful but not all-powerful. It does not eliminate landslides; it helps us find love in and after they occur. Some call it God.
Can I handle the seasons of my life? How does Stevie Nicks keep singing Landslide again and again, so many times, all over the world? She wrote it in 1973. Surely sometimes she grows weary of it. But I wonder if by chance she also knows, as can we all, that every moment is a new moment, and that each moment of our lives is a sacrament of sorts. I wonder if the song has become something of a sacrament for her, kind of like holy communion she takes again and again. My friend Patricia Adams Farmer puts it this way: Don't we always need to replant ourselves in beauty, trusting that there is something in the universe which is on the side of life? And isn't this something deep and dark and mysterious. Process theologians like Patricia call it the spirit of creative transformation or God. Could we also call it love?
What is love? Does love cause the landslide? I doubt it. But it does help us live the rest of our lives, no matter what landslides we face. Love cannot be placed inside a box but it can be placed inside a question. Will the landslide bring it down? Maybe...but probably not. Faith in love is very powerful. They say it can move mountains.
-- Jay McDaniel
Stevie Nicks on Landslide
I realized then that everything could tumble, and when you're in Colorado, and you're surrounded by these incredible mountains, you think avalanche. It meant the whole world could tumble around us and the landslide would bring you down. And a landslide in the snow is like, deadly. And when you're in that kind of a snow-covered, surrounding place, you don't just go out and yell, because the whole mountain could come down on you.
Landslide I wrote on the guitar, and it's another one that I wrote in about five minutes. But see, when I'm really thinking about something ~ I mean when something's really bothering me ~ again, the best thing that I can do is go to the music room, or to the office, where I can write. Because once I put it down and I can read it back, and I can think about what I'm saying, then it makes sense to me. When I'm just thinking it in my head, it's going around and around, and I feel like a little child unable to make a real, substantial decision. And we were talking about our lives... the rest of our lives.
~Stevie Nicks, In the Studio with Red Beard, May 1992
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
So, take my love, take it down
Oh climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring you down, down
And If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
Oh oh, the landslide will bring it down