When I was younger I liked to sing. Certain songs spoke to me and resonated with my soul. I would try to sing the song the way I heard someone else sing but quickly realized my voice didn't match the quality, pitch, tone or rythym of singers I listened to.
One day I was playing around with the notes of a particular song when my great grandfather heard me and asked what was I doing. When I told him he said "stop playing if you are going to sing" "then sing". Why does this story come to me now some thirty plus years later?
My song is birthed out of pain. My song is sometimes mournful. My song is sometimes funky. My song is jazzy and classic. My melody is hard and soft, simple and complex. My rythym is ancient as time and as new as the morning dew. My song is unique and nuanced.
Listening for and feeling into my song is at the core of my life's quest. My song is my authentic being giving expression to my story. Writing this blog has been an attempt to articulate the lyrics of my life.
The beat goes on!
Peace and Blessings on your Journey
