Music absented itself in my life in tiny increments it slid away almost unnoticed. I needed to concentrate when I started working from home, next my hubby was home full time and then Mom lived with us. Playing music got pushed to the side. I feel like I’ve missed a decade of music!
Just this year I discovered Sarah Bareilles and her rockin’ Brave! Today I listened to She Used to Be Mine and it made me catch my breath with a gasping YES…where did that girl go? These lyrics struck several chords,
“Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person and makes you believe it’s all true”
And here’s to: “To fight just a little, to bring back the fire in her eyes”
I’ve got a sweet gig pet sitting for two awesome dogs in Norfolk for ten days. This is me time, I’m practicing self care extraordinaire, I’m moving more than sitting, I’m nourishing me–body, mind, and spirit. Music was one of the missing ‘what makes me feel good’ puzzle pieces (Alexa is so handy for this). Listening and only breathing; dancing to; walking with; napping to; and experimenting with what kind works for working. So yes, music and that young woman who sang in the car off key at the top of her lungs both used to be mine and I am breathing life back into them to recapture joy.