I am crazy about music! My mind thinks in lyrics and my feet walk in rhyme.
Simon and Garfunkel have a line in a song. A man gets tied up to the ground, he gives the world it's saddest sound. Tied up to the ground means to bury our dreams, to refuse to take risks and to fly.
What ties us there.... habits, fears, laziness, lack of vision, past failure and on and on.
What releases us often times is tragedy and loss, sometimes it is a death experience or the deep sense of our mortality. Our greatest strengths are our greatest weakness. Also, our greatest losses can become our greatest gains. One gain I received from losing my father (I was and am still his biggest fan) at such an early age, 12 years old, was that I lost the sense of security. Actually, I lost the illusion of security and became very aware of death and how suddenly it can rock your world. The gift in that is that my attitude changed toward playing it safe. Now this has not always been a good thing in my life, but it has given me the opportunity to fly. The opportunity to let go of the chains that perhaps could have bound me and tied me to the safe road. The people that I am often most attracted to are those musicians, poets, misfits and dreamers who somehow have the consciousness to be aware of the folly of the flesh. Life is tough and it hurts and has pain. You are not going to avoid that fact, so go for it anyway..... as my second Father always said to me "get out of your comfort zone and GO FOR IT!" FLY!!