When the world seems to fall apart, we are often left without knowing what is next, in a state of unpredictability and fear.
In those times of deep distress, it is natural to try to find our song again. But it is not possible to do so, because what we thought as our song was created out of a particular circumstance, with certain harmonies that came together because of that unique situation.
Whatever our song is, it will, as everything else, inevitably end. We might experience an end of a relationship, the death of a loved one, the loss of a job or role we played. It might be that we cannot sing that song anymore because we find the environment is different and the audience we thought we knew is gone.
In those moments it is easy to imagine that the music is ending. Because we became so accustomed to that particular song. So much so, we began to think of that song as who we are, and all we could possibly be.
Once the musicians put away their instruments and the audience leaves, however, there remains a silence pregnant with new rhythms, new melodies, new creations to emerge. You never know who will accompany you because the new song has not started yet.
The question is, can you be in that moment of not knowing, and listen in the silence for new possibilities? Can you be in the silence by bringing honor and closure to the old song or will you keep chasing for what was or what could have been?
In those times of deep distress, it is natural to try to find our song again. But it is not possible to do so, because what we thought as our song was created out of a particular circumstance, with certain harmonies that came together because of that unique situation.
Whatever our song is, it will, as everything else, inevitably end. We might experience an end of a relationship, the death of a loved one, the loss of a job or role we played. It might be that we cannot sing that song anymore because we find the environment is different and the audience we thought we knew is gone.
In those moments it is easy to imagine that the music is ending. Because we became so accustomed to that particular song. So much so, we began to think of that song as who we are, and all we could possibly be.
Once the musicians put away their instruments and the audience leaves, however, there remains a silence pregnant with new rhythms, new melodies, new creations to emerge. You never know who will accompany you because the new song has not started yet.
The question is, can you be in that moment of not knowing, and listen in the silence for new possibilities? Can you be in the silence by bringing honor and closure to the old song or will you keep chasing for what was or what could have been?