I wrote this entry last year, and as always the nice thing about writing is that you you get a new perspective from an otherwise not so good day. Maybe this is the reason we have bad days: so we can reflect and write about them!!!
Monday May 18, 2009 – And so I have more time on my hands now, but I am finding ways to do nothing. I am here Monday morning, listening to music while I am writing this. In many ways this is my personal therapy. What a way to begin a Monday morning and the first day of a new week.
I have said before that our life is shaped by our rituals. For me, my “oxygen” really is music and writing—not necessarily in that order. I am listen to that song I heard from the Abba film-- actually the best song of the movie, and a “what the hell have I been doing with my life up until now” song that is even worse to heard on your birthday. Yes, time really is “slipping through my fingers all the time”--or at least its all been within my reach (or something like that).
Music will always have a way of shaping our mood as it has shaped our life. Almost in every culture in the world, music is what connects people. For me, as I am alone, music is my connector to my life and the blessings of the past. It really is nice to live well in a manner that you can look back when you are older and really smile again when you feel there's otherwise no joy.
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