Initiating Your Hidden Self

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The inevitability of discovering yourself in music intrigues me. Finding yourself hidden within a lyric, whether you’ve written, heard, or read the lyric, or maybe you have related to a particular melody line or phrase of music. Have you ever been caught off-guard by the effect a particular piece of music has had on you? Did you further explore what that piece of music meant to you? It is important to fully explore these notions or incidents of surprise in order to best understand yourself. To maybe follow a detour on a road you weren’t intending on following. Knowing yourself and why you find meaning and pleasure or distaste in particular music, experiences, objects, or places can be important in order to experience fullness. (Fullness meaning balance in life; levity in a storm; flash of gold in a dark cave.)

After you relate in a surprising way to external stimuli, be it music or otherwise, how do you explore those feelings? Do you journal or blog about the experience? Do you write music upon the inspired idea, or maybe create a piece of visual art inspired by the surprise? To know yourself is to be yourself fully, in and out. There is a meaning to fulfill in this surprise. There is a freedom of will and the will to meaning, and there is also the meaning in life. Fulfillment. Justification of the experience and how it fits in the puzzle.

I implore you to explore. Become fully aware. Do not overlook even the smallest difference in the way you feel about a situation in your life. Meaning is everywhere and we do not have to go through life without exploring it. In fact, finding that meaning is the path to fulfillment and balance. Trusting yourself on a journey towards enlightenment. Lose yourself in your favorite music and go to your favorite place…and write. Write about what you experience. Try and find yourself on a cellular level. Know every cell in your body. Know every breath. Find your fulfilled, balanced, maybe hidden Self in song.


Lady, Love.

This is a song about love and inspired by a lady bug.

“Lady, Love.”

I see the wind
Carving the Earth’s end
Come along with me
Taste the morning rays 
Plush beams, listen and hear
Sounds of life awaken near

Flying by the lady sings
“Whisper to me dear, I have wings.”
Endless red blurs burst seams
Closer to the sun she flies and
The last of winter dies…
In the blue February skies

Spots shine, flicker, and blink
Large and small lights speak
Below her spanned wings
Cooler now the moon
Away he’s thinking she’s blue

Flying by the lady sings
“Sing not of me, but of my fears.”
Weeping under bright stars
She rests her head on the moon
Her dreams drift between the tears
Awake, he watches the rain

Fiction tricks love into novelty
Living alone, he waits quietly
Her love flying by, sub-moonly
He questions love and reality

Flying by the lady sings
“Love lost is love still.”
Wings slow, the wind ceases
Falling completely to him, 
Everything is quiet, whole, dim
Eternal bond, hearts filled.

Take it slowly

Take it Slowly

I’m traveling along with destiny in my pocket
I’ve got a jump on the clock, only watching
The depot is deserted, definitely no train stoppin’
Faster and faster and feeling like we’ve not started

Take it slowly, take it slowly
Take it slowly, take it slowly

Its not always this obtainable, this stress
Only when the weekend pours out of both ends
Irreplaceable wasteables such as time
Throw them away before you change your mind

Take it slowly, take it slowly
Take it slowly, take it slowly
Rushing isn’t very flattering
Take it slowly, take it slowly