Song Lyrics

EVERYDAY BRAVERY

THAT QUIET PLACE

Source:
Words and music by Sarah Pirtle,
© 1984 Discovery Center Music, BMI

Lyrics:

1. Sometimes I feel like I am a whale
guns and harpoons are closing on me
trying to keep me from my home.

Chorus: In that quiet place where nothing can harm you.
In that quiet place we carry in-- si-i--ide.
The heart of the world. The heart of the world.

2. Sometimes I know that there is the ocean
holding her big arms open for me
and she whispers, you can rest.

Chorus: In that quiet place where nothing can harm you.
In that quiet place we carry in-- si-i--ide.
The heart of the world. The heart of the world.

3. Sometimes I know that there is a whale
calling me out to ride on her back.
We go rolling high and low

Chorus: To that quiet place place where nothing can harm you.
In that quiet place we carry in-- si-i--ide.
The heart of the world. The heart of the world.

Background of the Song:

I wrote this song in 1979. I had launched a theater program about whales for the Living Poem Theater. Theater members painted a hundred-foot-long whale along the barn roof  to comprehend its mammoth size. As we created poems and did research, the preciousness and wisdom of the whales became achingly real. I helped create an eighteen-foot puppet of a humpback whale that children could get inside and move. During this time, I began to search for what it meant to be centered, to go within and find a place of inner safety, and this song was born.

Since then, I have used the song to spark conversation with children. I ask where they go for comfort. From their own answers we write new verses, such as:

Sometimes when I feel mad at my brother,
I climb to the top of my bunk bed,
and I rest as I draw.

The song has been used in classrooms to develop self awareness and affirmation. For example, during a chaotic moment with her early childhood group, teacher Sandy Johnson thought to herself, I wonder what would happen if I reminded them of the song we've been singing -- That Quiet Place?

She said simply to the four and five year olds, "“Would everyone please go to their quiet places.” It was an experiment. What would happen? Apparently they had taken in an understanding of what that meant. They responded. Every child in their own way began to collect themselves. Suddenly the room was calm.

We know how to find our inner home even if we temporarily lose contact.

This song appears on my first recording, “Two Hands Hold the Earth,” and was later recorded by Gordon Bok, Ed Trickett, and Ann Mayo Muir on their CD, “The Heart of the World.”

For discussion:

Where do you go when you want to feel safe and comforted? What is your quiet place?
What does your heart cave, your inner santuary feel like?