When I am able to remember clearly what I want... remembering what first drew me towards trying to play music in the first place... I suddenly remember my deepest desire with music is to be moved so deeply that it feels like a kind of religious experience... it feels transcendent... numinous... like prayer... As if both giving and receiving at the same time... Linked to a different space or place... The flood of warm chemicals permeating and filling every break, every crack within me... and I am comforted, soothed, and more complete for a short period of time...
I am not sure why, but often the thing I wish to remember and experience the most... it seems so easy to forget and lose touch with... That hidden well that seems to exist within seems to easily disappear from the surface of consciousness... until lucky enough to catch and feel a glimpse once more...
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