Reason, Season, Lifetime

Not every person who enters your life is meant to stay forever - and that's not a tragedy, it's design. This song explores the mystery of human connection: why some people drift in to teach you something crucial then vanish, why others stay for a transformative season, and why a precious few become lifelong companions through every storm.

Sung in Jamaican patois with roots reggae rhythms - because some wisdom feels ancient and needs a voice that carries that weight.

LYRICS:

Reason... Season... Lifetime... Jah know di time... Each soul a sign... Ease in... Breathe out... Dis a space fi reflection... Come walk wid I...

You came like spring — soft breeze on skin, Lifted my heart, let di calm begin. Stayed for a season, taught me grace, Then vanished like mist in sacred space.

Another came when di night was long, Held my hand, sang a healing song. Showed me truth, helped me see, Why your soul was sent to me.

Some come for a reason — reason... Some stay for a season — season... Few walk for a lifetime — lifetime... In di rhythm... of time...

Not every bond meant to last... Some just pass... Like wind through bamboo grass. But those who stay — Through storm and sun — Dem become di lifelines... Woven... one by one...

Reflection: Trust the timing of your connections. Every person who crosses your path serves a purpose - even when you don't understand it in the moment.

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Podbean Episode Description for "Love from a Distance":

Love from a Distance

Sometimes becoming a better person costs you the relationships built on the old you. This song explores the painful choice between self-preservation and connection - when setting boundaries means losing your children, and healing yourself creates distance you never wanted.

Sung in Jamaican patois because some truths need a different voice to be told.

LYRICS:

Two likkle bwoy an dem laugh light up mi days Fifteen an fourteen, when life start blaze Mi try mi best wid di tools mi did get From a broken man, mi still cyaan forget Mi build dem up, though mi neva know how Den twenty year pass, dem big man now But 2020 come, bun dung di yard Mi heart did mash up, life get hard

Everyting a mash up, mi barely a stand Mi finally seh no when di world demand Mi find mi backbone when yuh want mi fi bend But sometime fi heal, yuh lose in di end

Mi a love yuh from far, a yuh choose di space Mi a learn fi stand while di link lose pace Mi find mi voice, mi draw mi line When yuh want di old mi, but mi haffi survive Love from a distance, love from a distance Mi a honor yuh borders through all di resistance Some bridge cyaan mend inna dis life But mi love yuh from far, dat a di price

Timo seh him miss wi, reach out pon di line Mi offer wisdom, but it get decline Him tek mi wrong, tink mi turn mi back Mi try explain, but him nah hear dat Nils want answers, want mi small an tame Want di old doormat fi tek di blame But mi just learn boundary, just learn fi rise Mi ask fi context — dat mash up di ties

Mi haffi choose fi live or sit an duck Keep peace an mash up mi soul, or try mi luck No third road inna dat storm weh blow Lose mi pickney or lose mi — both hurt mi so

Mi a love yuh from far, a yuh choose di space Mi a learn fi stand while di link lose pace Mi find mi voice, mi draw mi line When yuh want di old mi, but mi haffi survive Love from a distance, love from a distance Mi a honor yuh borders through all di resistance Some bridge cyaan mend inna dis life But mi love yuh from far, dat a di price

Unuh a arrow mi fling inna di breeze Cyaan tell weh yuh land, cyaan beg yuh please Unuh big man now, mek big man choice Mi respect dat, even when mi voice Dem neva mean harm, dem just neva know Mi parents, mi, maybe unuh too All a wi a try wid di likkle we get Just a do wi best, cyaan regret

Four year now an di silence stay But mi nah bitter, mi nah count day Mi wouldn’t even know how fi start again But mi love yuh from yah so, mi sons, mi fren

Mi a love yuh from far, a yuh choose di space Four year strong an still no trace If di bridge can mend, mi cyaan seh But mi love yuh from far, an mi okay Love from a distance, love from a distance No bitterness, no victim, just acceptance Some loss permanent, dat a di truth But mi love yuh from far Mi love yuh...

I wouldn't even know how fi start But mi love yuh

Reflection: Not every relationship survives growth. Sometimes the healthiest thing you can do is love someone from exactly where they've asked you to stand - even when that distance breaks your heart.

The Rebuzz Diaries | Life Lessons Delivered by Music

Welcome to the Weekly Frenzy, where Mrs. Rebuzz and Alec pull no punches in their fiery, funny, and fiercely honest chat about the economic absurdities gripping modern Britain. This week, they tackle the brutal reality of energy poverty, skyrocketing prices, and stagnant wages—with a pint of satire and a splash of heartbreak.

From £7.50 beers to £300,000 homes, they expose how the UK has imported Scandinavian costs without the wages to match. Through personal anecdotes and sharp commentary, they lay bare the squeeze on working people—painters, nurses, teachers—who are being priced out of their own communities.

💬 Expect Irish warmth, Glaswegian grit, and a challenge to the status quo. 💡 If you've ever wondered why heating feels like a luxury or why your paycheck vanishes before the weekend, this episode is for you.

👉 Tune in, question everything, and remember: it doesn’t have to be this way.

Right, put that phone away and listen. Rebus here with a fiery rant about the cold callers who interrupt his day, but what starts with paint-covered hands ends with a lesson about a ridiculous law and the true value of yer time. It's a rant for anyone who's ever felt like their focus was stolen by a stranger.

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Settle in for genuine Scottish-Irish wisdom about surviving the digital madness. Mrs. Rebuzz opens with a heartbreaking story about a dog walker too distracted by his phone to connect with his trusting companion - then she and Alec hash out their completely different approaches to finding peace in the chaos.

This isn't polite agreement - watch these two actually disagree about whether the solution is overthrowing Big Tech or simply taking one mindful minute. Their authentic relationship dynamics and eventual resolution offer both the fire and the wisdom you need to find your own rock in the storm.

Perfect for listening during your commute, your walk, or that one quiet minute you're about to take after hearing this. Put your phone down (after you press play) and just listen.

Settle in for 3 minutes of Scottish fire about Microsoft's OneDrive hostage tactics. Fresh SSD celebration turned into digital extortion nightmare when Microsoft's "helpful backup" moved files to their servers, filled tiny storage quota, then demanded ransom payments through panic notifications. Same manipulation playbook as Big Tobacco - create dependency, exploit fear, profit from confusion. They've turned basic file storage into subscription service! Challenge: Liberate your files from corporate kidnappers and keep local control of your own documents. Scottish wisdom about digital boundary violations and why your fridge would be more honest than Microsoft's cloud storage.

Settle in for 3 minutes of hard-won Irish wisdom about the most dangerous manipulation - when lies feel like love. There's a reason that old song "I Love Your Lies" feels so haunting. Sometimes we fall for deception because it tastes sweeter than truth, because poison comes disguised as honey. For two years, I watched a professional manipulator nearly destroy my husband using classic tactics: artificial intimacy, manufactured partnership, sweet-as-honey lies that felt better than reality. Here's what I learned about female-to-male manipulation: it doesn't look like seduction - it looks like perfect professional partnership. They target good people with helping hearts, creating false intimacy through shared "struggles." The cruelest truth: they make you love the lies because lies can feel better than ordinary reality. Challenge: Trust your instincts. That uncomfortable feeling when something doesn't sit right? That's your protective wisdom working. Irish wisdom from someone who learned to smell the rat from day one and fought to protect her sanctuary.

Mrs. and Mr. Rebuzz share the beautiful ancient philosophy: people enter our lives for a reason, for a season, or for a lifetime. When someone drifts away, we take it personally - but this graceful wisdom suggests something far more meaningful. Some come for a reason—to teach exactly what you need to learn at exactly the right moment. Once fulfilled, they naturally move on, and that's perfectly as it should be. Others arrive for a season - essential during specific chapters when you need their energy, laughter, and companionship. These can be intensely meaningful, even transformative, but aren't meant to last forever. Then there are lifetime people - souls who weave so deeply into your being they become part of who you are. Rare and precious gifts. The freedom in this understanding: Stop desperately clinging to what's meant to be seasonal. Celebrate what was, treasure what is, remain open to whoever comes next. Your reflection challenge: What kind of presence are you in others' lives? Are you fulfilling your reason with love and authenticity? Life's too short to mourn connections that served their beautiful purpose. Perfect for anyone struggling with relationship endings, feeling abandoned, or needing permission to let go gracefully. 🍀