Today was strange. I felt out of tune, out of sync, and out of control almost. I could feel this "thing" inside of me trying to escape and find somewhere to run to. I felt no release. Minutes passed as if to watch a caterpillar cross a mile mark for each minute. I took deep breaths, and prayed that it would subside. I decided to turn to my music, which I usually do when my day seems to rocked a little bit.
I turned on my ipod and scrolled through until I found Kelly Clarkson. Even from the beginning I've always adored her. I found her to be someone whom I can relate. I discovered through her music the kind of person she was and is now, only to find a bit of who I am in there too. She writes what she feels, not to impress record labels or people, but to stay true to who she is as an artist. She doesn't write, to just write. She writes because she has a life that needs tending to, and for her it's through her music. I sometimes listen to her and think, how and where does she come up with the words that she uses or sings rather, because I've been searching for those words my whole life!! This then, breaks off a piece of me to share with her and tie to her music of which I've become so familiar. And now it's a part of me and who I am. MUSIC IS MAGICAL. It can tug and pull on your "heart strings" as they call them, and hit a nerve that you may have felt didn't even exist. Whether that be beautiful, destructive, strange, silly, sad or whatever, but music to me is magical. I'm grateful for the wonderful musical talents that God has blessed people with. It makes this world easier to live in I think. At least for me it has. I posted a video bar of this amazing pianist named David Sides on the right hand side of this page. I found him on youtube the other day, and was blown away by his talent. I tried to get his version of, "No Air" by Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown on but, there was some funky girl trying to sing to his beautiful music. I didn't exactly want to display such craziness. lol. But check him out. He's wonderful.
