So, I figure I'd just try and write in my plain and simple thoughts instead of trying to form and create some beautifully romantic thing about some completely mundane thought.
I have found myself in a tug o war the past few months. The need for something more, the need for adventure, and the need for love all seem to argue with the need for practicality. If I were to be safe and practical about my life, I would find myself staying in Knoxville. The great adventure of everyday would be the drive to work. The second great adventure would be my drive home from work. Maybe I make being practical sound boring, but at this time in my life that is exactly what it is. Boring.
Recently I have been having a romantic love affair with music. I am no guitar playing individual. I am not even a singer. I am merely a dancer who finds peace and tranquility in the sounds of my favorite songs. My friends tend to make fun of me because I am that person that has to listen to music while in the car, no matter how far the drive is. It may be a one minute drive down the street, but by-golly if I have anything to do with it that drive will not be made in silence.
Music can heal. Music can inspire. Music can create a moment and anchor it to your soul.
Like I said, I am not any sort of musician and I can hardly carry a note. However, I have found solace and peace in my favorite songs. These songs have guided me in a my life and have made me what to be a part of something bigger than myself. The art of live music is something more incredible than the acoustically perfect sounds that blare from your car. Don't get me wrong, I love turning the radio up and rolling the windows down, but even more I love standing in a crowd listening to a band create that music I love so much right in front of my eyes.
It's my current love affair, and I need to find a way to make it an everyday occurrence in my life.
"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest,
heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."
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