I sing the body electric
I celebrate the me yet to come
I toast to my own reunion
When I become one with the sun
A renaissance? An awakening? A great big A-ha? Whatever, all I know is that recently music has inspired me like it used to, not new music necessarily, just that feeling again of the spirit in the music. And what it moved in me is the rememberance about how amazing we are, humans that is!
OK let me back up a bit — I took a class recently (I am getting my Clinical Hypnotherapist Certification) and I saw this disturbing trend…VERY disturbing. This was a group of spiritual (or as my family calls us whoo hooo types or hippies for short) healers, massage therapists, life coaches etc…and over and over what I heard was how hard life is, how we are trying to get it right to escape this cycle of birth and death, how much they didn’t want to be here or come in, that only in pure spirit is everything OK…and well…well…blech. It just didn’t sit well with me…and as I ruminated (I like to ruminate) I realized I thought it was all bunk (as defined by the Urban dictionary —
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