If any of you has heard me sing, you would understand when I say that singing is something that I should not do - in public anyway. It is not for a lack of training - (Saturday morning voice lessons) or for a lack of gentle prodding on my mothers part to get me into the choir (no I don't think she actually threatened any choir directors). I am good at many things, but singing is just not one of them.
So why is singing such an important thing to me? Why is it that I feel music in every cell of my body? That my heart just overflows with song? That I ache with desire to sing? This is one of the mysteries of my life. Perhaps I was a great singer in a past life and misused the talent, I just don't know. Universal irony.
So what has this to do with anything? I guess I bring it up because I wonder if everyone has this ache for something. What do we long for that we are not expressing? I am not lumping this in to the general category of things that we would like to have in our life (new iPad, trip to Florence, a date with George Clooney) but a longing for something that shivers so close to pain you can barely stand it.
How can I sing my song when I can't sing? How can I express the music that flows through my soul and fills me to the brim with joy, sorrow, pain and exquisite pleasure?
Wynona says it this way: Sing your songs of dark and light - Make your mark with all your might. Sing your songs of hope and fear, sing the song that sent you here. Sing your heart out.
I have a song to sing. I am looking for a way to express this music without distressing those around me. What about you? What do you long for in your deepest longing?
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