The Spiritual Side
(but musically, yaknow?)
The spirit is something which has yet to be properly defined. It resides somewhere within us (we presume, unless we feel truthfully, that we are plugged into the Matrix, or masters of All Our Own Worlds) for it (we recognise, sometimes, as though watching shadows play on a wall and being stunned by the realisation “Hey! There’s something REAL over there, making that shape…”) is perhaps not of us.
Whether it’s inherent, bequeathed, given, borne of our ancestry or something unique, just for us; a gift – the spirit is as clear to pin down as smoke to a wall.
And yet perhaps, over and even above the brain, it is the thing which makes us us. The True Being. The Essence of the person you are, or I am, or any of us is. It is. And it is un-findable, un-definable, un-fathomable, invisible and incredible.
And one of the things which speaks to it best (or, rather, best after nature, or noticing someone do something Very Kind, or catching the look in someone’s eye, or the nuance in their words), which builds a bridge right into your heart and sets up camp, is music.
The harmonies, melodies, rhythms and cadence all swirl together like water, dropping pure, shivering notes into the soul through the ears, collecting, pooling, until the depths of the music are enough to dive into and be lost.
Like being whirled by the current, music takes over and lifts our spirit, expanding it, pressing in until it squeezes so tight and you think you’ll never recover from the feeling of this song, right now.
But all too soon, it’s over, and another must be found, and another, and another…
Until we find ourselves at the bar, pining over the jukebox, desperately hoping for one more hit.
So with no further ado, a few moods of the spiritual kind. Don’t drink them all at once…
Love – so beautiful it hurts to hear
Hope – for a better world, so full of determination
Faith – that there is Something More Than This
Transendence – those moments when the world just stops. And you listen.
Wonder – Ohhhhh their FACES! And the hand holding. And just the beautiful, shared togetherness of the experience.
And because I’m in a really good mood today, and not feeling at all like ending this with a complete ‘Asshole!’ moment, I’m not going to tell you that there are only 63 days ’til Christmas…
Merry October 😉