My Music

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I have lived long enough to know that dying cannot be the worst thing to happen to us, and winning the lottery surely can’t be the best thing. I believe that a person who has never had their freedom taken can fully appreciate theirs. I believe that good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people, that’s reality as I have known it. There is some good and some bad in all of us. I am not perfect. I believe that there will come a time in all our lives when we will each hope for mercy, and that there are many opportunities throughout our lives to demonstrate mercy. Wisdom has taught me, demonstrate mercy. I believe that the reward of forgiveness is demonstrating forgiveness. I am wildly passionate about music and what it has represented to and for me, literally, as a sanctuary of peace when at times there seemed to be no other. Music was the place that I could feel with no thought of what others might think. When I was much younger, I use to think that everyone felt pretty much the same as I when it came to music and how it made them feel. As I grew up, I came to realize that that just wasn’t the case. Everyone doesn’t feel as strongly as I do about music. I suppose if you don’t care for any one particular art form, you just don’t. “But music–How can anyone not be profoundly moved by the beauty of melody and song?” One thing I know for sure, and there arn’t many others, “I know that I am grateful to not be counted among those who don’t see the beauty of music as I do.” I have lived a colorful life, some would say…An on again off again recovering addict alcoholic, Prison, success, failure, accomplishments, I have walked with scholars, and danced with thieves. I’ve fought for the underdogs and supported a handful of mores and ideas that not everyone would agree with. I’m 43, and have been blessed with a handful of friends with who I am eternaly grateful. I have my health, a roof, food for the nourishment of my body, a decent truck and a handful of dreams that may or may not come true. I’m no longer concerned whether or not my “dreams” come true, I’m just grateful to be able to recognize that I have had some, and whether any of them came true or not, has never been the point. I haven’t always believed this. I can tell you that the repercussions to the disappoint caused by my own self indulgence in trying to bring about what I thought I deserved mixed with the expectations that never really seemed to work out to my satisfaction damned near killed me. The point has always been, that I had dreams, that is what is and always was important. The awakening of knowing and having gratitude that I have already been far blessed beyond what I deserve, is enough. And lastly, in the sweet words of of dear departed Grannie, “Life ain’t bad, in fact it’s pretty good….so long as you don’t weaken.” Live well and sing out loud…

this-is-it

hang-on-to-your-love

sweet-home-alabama

simple-solution

no-ordinary-love1

caribean-queen

dream-weaver

remeniscing1

crazy-love

in-the-air-tonite

i-cant-tell-you-why

lady-in-red

bad-company1

bad-case-of-lovin-you

i-cant-make-you-love-me

missing-you

if-you-dont-know-me-by-now

break-it-to-me-gently

while-you-loved-me

lady-little-river-band-i

sorry-seems-to-be-the-hardest-word

two-tkts-to-paradise1

hold-on-my-heart

stars

weve-got-tonite

im-in-you

careless-whisper

angels1

dont-lay-you-on-me

i-cant-breath

this-could-be-heaven2

sounds-like-hope

hes-my-son-voice

great-light-of-the-world-voice

go-rest-high-on-that-mountain-voice

loves-divine-voice

sounds-like-hope1

best-thing-that-ever-happened-to-me

best-thing-that-ever-happened-to-me1

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