Listen, can you hear it?
The music, I can hear it every where
In the wind, in the air, in the light, it’s all around us
All you have to do is to open yourself up, all you have to do is listen…
Sometimes the world tries to knock it out of you
But, I believe in music the way that some people believe in fairy-tales… (August Rush)
Personally I can understand August, I get how he feels about music. No I am not some genius musical prodigy, but everywhere I go I can hear life’s music; when I truly listen. I often find that when people speak they are quoting lyrics; a little piece of the conversation here, a snippet of it there, and voila my mind is lost somewhere in a song and I must try to fight my way back to surface. To understand the process one must understand that music isn’t singular, music is plural, just as there are many instruments working together to create the sound there also are many parts to the whole musical experience, it is raw emotion, colour and image, and movement. Sometimes when fully enraptured by it I can close my eyes and see the dance unfold, I can see water moving, leaves falling, blowing, the air shifting. I can close my eyes pencil in hand and draw a symphony. I can see the colours merging together, changing. I can feel the music alive inside me. If I am really listening, I will start singing and that’s when I drown in the emotion that the lyricist poured into the song, the passion that moved the musician to sit down and create with their instrument, and it lifts me to the place where its origins were formed, that is when I become the song.
I believe that everyone needs to find that thing that carries them away to another world. That elusive “one” thing that makes them feel alive. We need to find it and embrace it with everything we have. Maybe some are lucky and have always known what that thing is as far back as they can remember. While others may feel cursed as they spend their whole life searching and never finding – because it isn’t logical, the timing isn’t right, others might not agree,” you got to get your head out of the clouds and be realistic”, nose to the grindstone and such, and so they let their life’s desire slip right through their grasp. I am also sure that some people are confused and overwhelmed because there are so many possibilities and they can’t figure out which one to focus on so they flit back and forth like a drunken hummingbird never resting on anything long enough to give it a chance. But those few who have found their thing, and have taken hold of it. They are the movers, the creators, the successful – and by successful I do not mean that they have lots of money and stuff (although they may) – I mean they are happy because they are truly living their lives.
Think about it, I mean really think about it, is there something you believe in so strongly, that it can sometimes cloud your vision? Something that stirs your very soul and leaves you gasping for breath, light headed and momentarily consumed? Perhaps it is your belief in God? maybe it’s destiny or perhaps the supernatural? maybe it’s Love? it could be nature? drawing, painting, acting? heck you could be a left-brainer and it could be numbers or science or the process of discovery? or maybe you are like August Rush and it is music? It could be more a circumstance where you’re not sure if you believe, but you so desperately want to. And perhaps this belief is really more of a deep seated need. We all have, need, desire that one thing in life that leaves us feeling this way. The problem is we must figure out what that one thing is for ourselves.