Music has always been a source of pleasure for me until last September. I couldn't listen to anything without a waterfall pouring down my face. I never realized how my whole life could be played out on the radio. Every song I heard reminded me of a time, place, event, feeling...whatever! And it didn't matter what station. It is amazing how music is like a fabric woven through everything we do. So I turned it OFF...all of it...completely. I drove in silence. I didn't want to remember.
So gradually I began to listen again. It's not so bad now. Lots of songs even make me smile when the memories come along. In fact, I find myself seeking out the stations that play the music that will trigger the memories. It is truly bizarre the way the human mind works. But I don't question - only observe. And I have decided to let things flow and happen however they need to. It's like a twilight zone episode sometimes. Part of me is existing in the past and then before I know it...I am here in the present.
Why does this happen?? I have been living in the present for years - someone dies and all of a sudden you have two separate lives. And all of the music, the pictures, the memories...they linger around and keep dragging you back into that other life. The one you had and somehow lost. Like dust in the wind...
No one told you when to run...
The sun is the same in a relative way...But you're older
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