Long before social media platforms became the main form of communication, people communicated by phone or snail mail.

And one of the abuses of snail mail was the chain letter – which Wikipedia defines as:

A chain letter is a message that attempts to convince the recipient to make a number of copies and pass them on to a certain number of recipients. 

Wikipedia

In the ’60s, electronic mail (email) was invented, changing how the business world communicated.

A decade later, email was made available to the general public, and it is the main form of communication in the world today.

One of the first abuses of the new system was the electronic chain letter.

I suppose there may be the odd chain letter that is sent with a positive or uplifting message – but most want to convince you to believe the message – and plead with you to share it with all of your friends and online contacts.

Usually, the chain letter includes a heartbreaking story intended to pull on your heartstrings and make you want to share it with everyone.

Social platforms, including Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, etc., are the most effective methods of sending and sharing information – some good and some bad.

I often remember the wise saying, “Say it, forget it. Write it, regret it!”

I began writing a public journal about my loves, fears, cancer, and tears – after my stage 3 throat cancer treatments had ended in late 2009.

Actually, my early writing was only shared with my actor friends because my mom was still alive, and I did not want her to know about my cancer because I had only been given a 40% chance of surviving.

And my dear mom’s heart was very weak, and she would not have survived learning the news.

So, I never told her or my siblings, who all live in Ontario too.

I would have given anything to receive a hug from my dear Mom because she would have told me that I would be okay.

She died in September 2010, a few hours after I had called her to let her know I was coming to Ontario to visit with her.

Before that, I saw her at least once or twice a year.

I really miss her – because I still have a lot of Little Danny in me.

During my cancer treatments and after they had ended, my main source of comfort was listening to music.

I have always loved music – with the exception of opera – which I do not understand.

But when you are very sick and facing death – songs about love and romance – are not what you want to hear.

So, during my treatments and several months afterward, I did not listen to music much – my mind was focused on surviving.

Not many songs with inspirational messages are in my music library of purchased songs (12,000 tunes).

But a few years ago, my friend Mouna gave me the name of Anita Moorjani – and that is how I replaced my worries with Anita’s inspirational story about her near-death experience.

I have always been a realist, including facing all of life’s challenges – but I have never given up on my dreams or life.

And because of Anita Moorjani’s near-death experience and how it changed my fears and tears into a beautiful feeling of wellness.

I have never been very religious but consider myself spiritual.

That is why I never prayed to God to help me survive my cancer – because that would have been too selfish.

I wrote about Anita’s influence on me – in one of my stories in February 2020.

Here is the link to A Moment of Fear story.

But Danny, what does all of this do with chain letters?

Spanky

It will become clearer to you, Spanky, if you read the rest of the story.

I am on Anita’s mailing list, and she once informed all of her followers (empaths) about Carl Jonas, a singer whose music she loved.

I was hooked because I only had to hear one of Carl’s songs!

His song Only Love filled my heart with a joy that is difficult to describe.

So, I wrote about Carl and his music in a story I wrote in December 2020.

Here is the link to that story: https://atomic-temporary-98187226.wpcomstaging.com/2020/12/21/a-long-sentence/

Today, I am listening to his songs, which have filled me with the hope that world events will improve.

If the world listened to his music, we could live as one community – with a love for life and all living things.

Carl’s music will be a gift to your head and heart!

Although I usually include the lyrics of songs I include with a story,

I have decided to post his songs without the lyrics – because I only have the lyrics for Only Love.

The other songs’ lyrics are unavailable on Google or anywhere else I searched.

But I will begin to capture the lyrics with pen in hand and post them in the future.

And Spanky – this is my electronic Chain Letter to you and all of my readers – with the hope that you, too, will find joy in Carl’s music.

You can purchase Carl’s tunes on iTunes or wherever you buy your music.

Dedicated to my friend, Carl Jonas Arnberg

I hope my stories are a gift to your head and heart.

Hugs,

Danny

Today’s tunes from Danny’s library (purchased):

The wind is playing in my hair,
Waves are crashing, my feet are bare,
A revelation dawning, in salty ocean air.

This is more than just goodbye,
It’s the ending of a lie,
A web of veils, and wounds, where I was your supply.

This is how I draw the line, this is holy ground.
For my heart to play and shine,
I will no longer be bound
To anyone who’s not aligned, with this joy, that I’ve found
From now on, only love, only love,
Only love will be cherished here

It doesn’t matter what you try to tell,
I know your every word now, all too well,
They can’t reach me now,
‘Cause I’m no longer under your spell

This is not to judge or blame, loving truth is all I claim,
Turning shadows to light was the essence of our game.

This is how I draw the line, this is holy ground.
For my heart to play and shine, I will no longer be bound
To anyone who’s not aligned with this joy that I’ve found
From now on, only love, only love, only love will be cherished here.

Songwriter: Carl Jonas Arnberg
© Carl-Jonas Arnberg

Here’s a link to what Danny is listening to now: Drowning in a Tub Full of Tunes