My boyfriend was astonished tonight to discover that I had never heard of a singer who is apparently extremely popular and well-known.
Yes, I’m sure you’ve heard of her. I really am that out of it. I admit it.
I don’t listen to the radio, watch TV, or roam around on my computer much, so I’m sure there’s a lot I miss.
But I really don’t miss what I miss.
The truth is, there are only so many waking hours, and I can choose to spend them keeping up with pop stars, or I can spend them listening to the music of people I’ve never met (and likely never will), often half a world away.
I hear their symphonies of color, and which strings have been lost or broken, and how they’ve somehow managed to stay in tune regardless – with a strength I can’t hope to possess, but never fail to admire.
So to be honest, it isn’t even a close call.
Because you all just sound so beautiful.
And if I know no other music, still my days are filled with song.
Hello, I came upon your blog via Lisa @ “LoveDove” and am really glad I did.
I appreciate what you wrote in your “Soul Music” post. There is much to be said about limiting what we hear. Whenever possible (and it’s often), I simplify the sounds I hear to that which life and it’s energy creates.
I’ve come to recognize those that do the same. I think it’s in the way one bares the “weight” of everything they’ve been exposed to during the course of a day. It all adds up and can take a toll.
Sure, we miss out on a great song or two every now and then, but isn’t it interesting how that great song comes our way any way? hmmm perhaps it doesn’t boil down to missing out on something… but rather chosing how and when we learn of it.
Much better that then to take in the million aspects of information we didn’t even need or want in the first.
Verbose-ly,
S.
I love it! Very astute. Play on, sister! So happy to see you here, come back soon!