Sometimes, or maybe all the time, being inside my head is one of the weirdest places ever. And one of the most exhausting. Do you ever get completely stressed out and crazy, running like the proverbial headless chicken, and then take a step back for a minute and wonder exactly why you were feeling the weight of the world, or your job, or your family, or life, or whatever else, so badly on your shoulders? Sometimes I get to a place where I’ve gone way beyond seeing the forest for the trees - I’m seeing the tangle of vines that are hanging from those trees, the bugs climbing the vines, the bracken covering the ground, etc etc... I wonder sometimes if there is a magic finger snap that I’m missing or something, anything that will clear away the clutter in my head.
But sometimes, or maybe all the time, it’s the fight to clear a path through these tangles that helps me write the songs I do. I guess if I didn’t feel the whirlwind I wouldn’t hear the music.
What’s your ‘music’? What is the thing that helps you make sense of whatever might threaten to undo you? I think we all have those things - the unshapes, the times when things are hazy, confusing, and maybe scary. What is your outlet, your stabilizer, the thing that you do to help you get back on a clear path?
I know without God as my Rock I’d be more of a mess than I am. And my outlet happens to be music. It’s the thing that can calm me, help me see things in another light, put words or notes to feelings I would otherwise have a hard time explaining to myself, let alone anyone else. So, in an odd way I guess I’m thankful for the times of Unshape and Tangles, because it makes me reach up and out, and even though I can’t see through it all the time, I can touch not only the music but the One who created it.
But sometimes, or maybe all the time, it’s the fight to clear a path through these tangles that helps me write the songs I do. I guess if I didn’t feel the whirlwind I wouldn’t hear the music.
What’s your ‘music’? What is the thing that helps you make sense of whatever might threaten to undo you? I think we all have those things - the unshapes, the times when things are hazy, confusing, and maybe scary. What is your outlet, your stabilizer, the thing that you do to help you get back on a clear path?
I know without God as my Rock I’d be more of a mess than I am. And my outlet happens to be music. It’s the thing that can calm me, help me see things in another light, put words or notes to feelings I would otherwise have a hard time explaining to myself, let alone anyone else. So, in an odd way I guess I’m thankful for the times of Unshape and Tangles, because it makes me reach up and out, and even though I can’t see through it all the time, I can touch not only the music but the One who created it.
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