The Soul Of A Dream

The man  was angry because I embarrassed him which I suppose is why he felt punitive measures were necessary.

It never occurred to him I wouldn’t agree to further injure myself to protect his ego or that I would let him take multiple swings at me.

But then again I thought my response would make him more carefully consider his actions and learned he either didn’t care or hasn’t taken my full measure as I am not known for making a good punching bag.

And so days later I have come to this place where I woke up having known the soul of a dream and its mates which is not a euphemism for anything.

Though some might ask if the Daniels and Anns of the world were involved or if there is some other pop culture reference we might explore.

To that I would say if you know how to read between the lines and wish to you will and if you don’t well we all make our choices.

Unheralded Lyricists

A dear friend posted a question on Facebook asking for people to name musicians who write their own songs but aren’t given credit.

The Billy Joel song above was nominated as proof of why Billy ought to be in that class. I agreed and not because he is a fellow Taurus (we share the same birthday) or because of anything other than I think he has some good pieces.

Pieces that make my writer’s heart smile and that is enough for me.

Sometimes I think about writing songs and wonder if I could put the music in my head upon a page and include lyrics.

The funny thing about it I suppose is that I should be more confident in my ability to put words upon the page than to move the music but in this case it is different.

There is a song inside, a symphony I hear that I think about trying to put out so that it can be heard. Not sure if I ever will make it happen, but I am pretty certain one has heard it through other means.

Pretty sure that if I ever do put it out I’ll share it in that secret garden, but who knows.

Sunday Nights

Sunday nights are a funny time for some of us. For some of us it is an unwelcome reminder of the corporate grind and the challenges of daily business.

But sometimes for others it is a time to focus thoughts and energy upon the magic of the world and the experiences we once had and may even have again.

Unsought and unlooked for moments that catch us off guard and make us remember who we once were and maybe even who we still are.

Some of you can’t feel what I am saying. These words have no meaning to you. They are figments of imagination that you can’t feel, see or taste. So they never grab you. Your heart, your eyes and your mind are closed to them.

So you look at some lines and roll your eyes.

There are no coincidences. You can live your dream. You can find a way back. 

I get it, I understand because I did too and sometimes still do but than again there are moments that have made me reconsider.

Some of you are nodding your head. You don’t even realize that you are doing it. You aren’t even aware that your pulse has quickened and you can’t see anything other than these words and even those are growing faint.

That is because we are running with the moon you and I. We are partners on a journey and you want to know more about my story because you hope that maybe it holds some sort of key insight to your story.

Would be nice to know the other piece or pieces of the puzzle so that you could follow along. Would be nice to look at it in its entirety and to know.

It makes hard decisions easier to have the full picture.

Reminds me of how I am in the process of evaluating headsets for business and how multiple reviews don’t provide all of the details I want.

How the reviews on Amazon make me crazy because five people say it is great for the squeezer and seven say the tip leaks and that the squeezer isn’t really important.

It is a series of pros and cons that contradict each other leaving me in the position of making the best decision I can based upon limited information which is to say, I have to guess and hope.

Have to guess and hope that my evaluation works out well and to accept that it might not.

Since I cannot accept not moving forward and not taking a chance I have to accept the consequences of taking a risk but that is how life works.

Or at least that is how it works for me, I can’t be happy by staying stagnant in all areas. Have to learn, grow and evolve.

Optimism

In the midst of chaos I am optimistic about a few things. In the midst of stupidity and nonsense I have a feeling that no matter what happens I am going to get where I am going.

That because I take an active role I will roll with what comes and figure it out.

Doesn’t mean it will be easy but it doesn’t mean it will be so damn difficult it will be impossible either.

I know because I have been to the pits of hell and have spent more than a few hours roaming around them but I always found my way out.

Always fought my way back to the surface and that is enough, to know that I can and I did.