“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” ~Oscar Wilde
We spend our whole lives waiting to be ripe.
We can’t wait to share our talents, but they never seem ready to harvest.
We feel seasoned, but we don’t think others see our full quality.
Sometimes we feel like an ordinary cornstalk in a corn field, just biding our time.
There are times we feel alone.
We think we’re the single stalk standing while all have received their just rewards.
We wonder when our time will come.
Sometimes we must learn the virtue of patience and the benefit of solitude.
We fail to see we are eating away at ourselves.
We blame others rather than doing our own part.
Connecting helps us grow and reach our potential.
Sometimes we must hold tight to our dreams without eating the life from them.
A Segment of Sometimes Series
Living in the Gap
January 5, 2012 – Native American flute “music of the canyons”
I’m having a particularly stressful day. I figure some music might cut the tension, at least lift my spirits a bit. I choose a CD of Native American flute music that was recorded outside with various sounds of wildlife, streams, winds, canyon echoes, etc. Though nothing surrounding me changes as I listen to the music, I change. My breath becomes even; calm. I not only become soothed but centered. I remember how I felt there was something incredibly sacred about the canyon when we went out West. For a moment I am there again. I feel deeply connected to this music. It speaks to my soul.