Friday, June 19, 2009

Getting back on the horse

Sometimes we can forget why were are here. We forget what brought us to this place. We get up and go through the routine of everyday redundancies. Woven through every moment we experience, we can choose to see as redundant there are treasures: joy, love, laughing, even crying with someone near reminding us we are not alone.

There are many moments where I feel alone. It may not be founded but I fell it as a truth when it overcomes me. All the logic I throw at it is futile then, a treasure. A spark ignites and then the wick is lit and off I go; I’m back in the saddle again.

Let’s be grateful for the people who surround us and remind us of who we are. I certainly am.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

And the lingering effects are…

So last night I sat at my desk and I listened to some choice pieces of music while I worked at getting an announcement out for a collaborative effort: Grapes & Grooves™ .

I had not done that in months. Yes I am ashamed to say I forgot to enjoy listening to music by myself. Well all this to say that today I had this really good day. I was very productive and was able to think clearly. I dealt with a bunch of stuff I had been putting off. I talked to people I needed to talk to. All in all I was in a better state of mind.

My advice is listen to something that makes you happy and be happy. It is a good thing.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Words, melodies and the stillness of night

At this moment, I am listening to a lovely piece of music. I find the lyrics profound and touching. The melody is troubling but somehow liberating and soothing. It is a delicious moment.

I am a night person and I like to be up when everyone is asleep. I enjoy the quiet of night, the glow of a full moon and the sound of Canada geese flying overhead at 2AM. Maybe it is because life is so full of action, tasks, buzzing Blackberry’s and email notifications, kids laughing, husband beckoning and thoughts endlessly coming. The calmness is precious.

Musicians know that the space between the notes is as much a part of the music as the notes themselves. I love that space. When the tune is fast paced, that small space builds a rush and excites us; in a ballad it is the very breath of emotion. “Sigh”

Next time it is late put on a favourite tune, listen to the spaces and breathe. Mmmmm. Now that was good.