Life as I know it is sometimes strange when I actually sit back and take a look at what I do.
I woke up early this morning and felt terrible. Finally getting back to sleep I slept way too long and woke up fuzzy. I hadn't written a thot, haven't really done a lot of things lately, that I usually do.
It is as if someone pulled translucent blinds down, the ones that let you see the light, but not the actual scene on the other side. I'm not depressed, but I am certainly subdued. Perhaps like being in a chrysalis, waiting for the sun to awaken me and call me out to stretch my body and see what's new.
This morning that happened:
With resonant guitar chords and harmonica accompaniment crawling along its bars here and there, backed up by a sweet and sonorous voice luring me in closer, ensnaring me in its words and beauty until I sat with my headphones on, eyes closed, just listening.
Over and over I listened. Like a child watching a favorite movie, I immersed myself in this music until its images filled my mind and soul. Catacoustic moments of ecstasy.
My eyes opened and my wings spread out for the first time in a while. I felt myself lifted up, floating in a light that is conducive to all those things I deem important.
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