I was thinking a lot about me today, and not the regular overly-indulgent self-absorption, but something newer, fresher; more like this buoyant, lighter version of me. I’ve shed a lot of the old stuff that used to hang onto me. At first, the shit just came off in little dribs and drabs. But after awhile, at the time it felt like a really, really long while, all the lies that I told myself, all of the crap and sludge that had built up in me, been heaped upon me, stuff that I allowed to happen, stuff that just happened, junk that I had literally shoved down my throat, started flying off of me. I’d been in the rainstorm of acceptance for a long time at that point and I was getting really wet.
I’m here to tell you it was a good thing, a painful, gut-wrenching, soul-searing, not sure I know how to make it kind of a thing, yet a good, good thing.
And I’m happy to say I’m on the other side, completely out of the rainstorm, and grateful and happy: Gracefully transformed!
I’m celebrating that lovely feeling, that new way of living, with a piece of music I love.
It’s completely improvised, in the moment, joyful, ecstatic even, and magic. It always transports me to some place way, way beyond all that I have ever needed to know.
Much happiness to all of you and thanks for reading and listening.