Phantoms for Anchors

A friend of mine sent me the lyrics of this song yesterday, telling me that it's something that I would like very much. I did - very much, it also set me thinking on a lot of things...

Tige you were faithful faithful to the end Tige how I miss you you were my best friend)

Three years of Army Service done and I was headin' home at last.I got to thinking bout my dog and things long gone and past.

How old Tige pulled me from the creek when I had no pulse or breath,and how he saved me from the chargin' bull that gored my Dad to death.

As a kid I'd dream of bears and tremble to my toesTill old Tige come up to my bed and nudge me with his nose.

Then my fears would melt away and Tige would go lie down,I'd drift on back to sleep without another sound.

The big bus stopped I got off - it was awful dark and thick with fog.Then something gently nuzzled me and there stood Tige my dog.

I wondered if my faithful dog had met the bus each dayAnd all the dreary winter nights since I'd been away.

To have Tige meet me here like this, I was...I was really glad'Cause I hadn't needed Tige so much since the day they'd buried Dad.

Two long miles still lay ahead, but what I didn't knowA giant Dam was being built where the old road used to go.

I thank the Lord for sending Tige and I followed where he led,Knowing well without his help that I'd be good as dead.

Tige inched along this way and that, going rough and slow,And I could hear the water lappin' at the ledges far below.

Then through the mist I saw a light and mother in her chair,I reached down to pet old Tige but he wasn't there.

I'm thankful Mom you had old Tige these three lonely yearsI owe my life to him tonight, I couldn't help my tears.

You say you wrote me bout the Dam, well, God was sure with usI didn't get your letter, Mom, but old Tige met the bus.

I hate to tell you son, she said, but now you've got to know.When you left it broke his heart...Tige died three years ago.(You were my best friend)






I have a Tige to... a very special person I lost many years back... but somehow that, was not the end of the relationship, it was the start of another level. Ive realised that there are people who walk in and out of your life... people you rely on emotionally, but not everyone has the time or the inclination to be an anchor for someone else... ideally I think we all want to be self reliant emotionally, as thats the best way to be. But we are after all human, and have this need for anchors - its like sitting on a stool... you cant do that for too long, you need a back rest. Sitting on as stool for too long is uncomfortable!


My mother has been my Tige - my anchor. Its more a mind thing than anything else. I think I have created an anchor for myself, and one that I can turn to whenever I want. When we do not have that in reality then we create it for ourselves. Guess deep down thats what one's search for that special someone has been. An anchor!

This also brings me to the thought - how it would feel to be loved completely by someone... So much so that you are the centre of that person's world. It feels great to give love like that, cos I believe I have... but I wonder often, how it would feel to get love like that back. A love which is just about being together with the person you love and not caring about society, responsibilities and just being and your ready to drop everything off and just ru to that person. A romantic thought nevertheless, but I guess when one comes back to reality, we dont have the time for it... or inclinaion for it... bogged down by social pressures,, responsibilities to society, family and friends, success in work... Love seems to be too "trivial" a thing to give up everything for, especially when perhaps in reality the love doesnt exist and you have created what you want it to be in your imagination - it is a phantom at the end of the day. But days when your "Material Successes or failures" dont give you any joy... you do what a person with an imaginatve mind does... Create Phantoms for anchors... and the best & most special part about these kind of anchors is that... they are practically your alter ego... and created by you, so they are not going to leave you anywhere and go away!