one day, in the middle of the summer in 2021, i went to hang out at the new little garden community, where my friends jan and lisa and anso and emily and anne marie and and and me and frankie also have a little poofy-poofy garden... i am deeply in Love with this little place from deep in my Soul... i had always dreamed of "having" one, and then the dream sweetly came true when i went to visit jan, and fell in Love with everything there... the ruined little cabins everywhere, the old trash of decades ago, telling me stories, the old trees and bushes and blackberry forrets and all the stones and rocks and old things to be see and found all aroud... it was and it is all poetry... and the way the little hut in my garden is sinking lower on the right side as you look at it face-to-face, and the old beautiful french style couch left in it, which I cleaned and adore and all other thousand beautiful things there... any ways, that one day, i met there a friend i had not seen in long, and that i only say once or twice, Mateo... he was there playing his guitar and getting ready to record his own songs inside Jan's little house, for the acoustics... he is sooo talented... plays and sings so beautifully... do check him out Mateo Marín Calderón!!! So, I chilled a lot in my little house after we spent some time together... and it rained and it stopped raining... and the winds were blowing so so so wildly, shaking all trees and flowers and bushes and broken fences and hanging glass artifacts... all dancing and the sky turning all shades of dark and bright silver and it looked like the doom of Beauty was already here... kind of suddenly, yet not at all, kind of fast as lightening, kind of softly like a moon hanging full in the sky... and so i started to sing to myself and to the rain and started to write down the beautiful things that were coming from my Soul... and so "El Cielo" was born... I literally walked back into Jan's little house, and we all cuddled around a little table, chair sprinkled everywhere, broken, messy creaky chairs full of Love... and I showed Mateo my new baby, and asked if he would play something soft and mellow for me to sing to... and he marvelously played this gorgeous little melody that i traveled in... I am so grateful this exists and that I can share it with you, with Mateo's happiness that I am releasing it...
LoveLoveLove,
Jackie

PS: Oh the rainstorms that danced in the gardens that night, oh how miraculously beautiful and powerful and cleansing there were and are still inside and outside of me... the lightening the thunder the silver dark skies... all all all... Love...
19.Jan.22