I have been playing the piano this morning. Longing, sweet, melancholy melodies that express what is inside me in a way that words can never do. Pouring frustrations out upon the keys. Feeling the feelings as they come.
Healing through the keys, through the instrument, through the music. One note at a time.
If you are looking for a listening or playing recommendation this morning, I heartily and unreservedly recommend Benny Andersson, Piano.
The fury spent upon the sand, the grains absorb the weight
Darkened clouds roll furiously and fast across the sky
But pass in time to leave the blue again
Emotions strong and sad and furious roll in and crash
But they roll out again
They do not last
They will pass
Life will be blue again
The Son, the Light, the Hope will come
c 2020 Lisa Lyons
Thinking this morning a lot about emotions and grief. They come in waves, in moments, in phases. But one thing for sure, they will pass. Things usually feel better in the morning, or the next day, or the day after that. I am so thankful that God has put nature all around us so that we can see these things in action. Storms come, storms go. Dark clouds cannot hurt me. They will pass. The worst of ocean waves will give way to calm, smooth seas eventually. And Jesus is here to help us through all of these times. Love, Lisa
“He stilled the storm to a whisper, the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and He guided them to their desired haven.” – Psalm 107:29-30
Happy/sad. I have referenced that phrase several times lately. Because that is how many of my days lately have been. Don’t be worried. It is not a cry for help, or a sign that I am depressed. As a writer, I enjoy the feeling of happy/sad, as it helps me feel more, experience more, empathize more.
What is happy/sad? Here is my not so exhaustive list, from movie quotes, to songs, to experiences.
-“Your problem is that you’re not happy being sad. But that’s what love is – happy sad.” (Sing Street, 2016)
-The feeling I get listening to “Auld Lang Syne.”
-Watching my husband drive off to work, missing him the minute he leaves, but loving the fact that I love him so much.
-Watching my children grow up into adults, missing those little child hugs, but enjoying our new adult conversations.
-Memories of my dad, now that he resides in heaven. The best of dads, missing him to tears, but so happy because I know we will see each other again.
-Seeing the leaves fall from the trees, the beauty of the colors tinged with the sadness of the bare trees. But knowing that spring will come.
-Remembrances of Christmases gone by, the special doll, the new bicycle. Knowing new memories are being made, every minute, even still. Happy/sad.
I know you all can add to this list, and I would love to hear your happy/sad things. Please comment below. Enjoy all the moments…..happy, sad, and in between. Relish them all. Live and love your life.
Here is a great version of “Auld Lang Syne” by Keith Harkin to enjoy.
Do you ever have one of those mornings where you have an abundance of energy, but no clear focus? That is definitely me this morning. 🙂 I feel like a newly hatched fly, landing here and there, but not staying very long in any one place. Yet I have an odd sense of excitement.
It always amuses me as to how complex we human beings have been created. Some days we are energetic; others we can barely put two words together. Happy/sad, emotional/stoic, compassionate/hard….the list goes on and on. I am so very thankful that my amazing God holds all of these parts of us together.
So as I buzz about this morning, I will be thankful for the flurry of energy and thankful for this wonderful gift called life. Praying your morning is buzzing along well.
As a writer, I have two voices. The one that is my best or aspirational self, the one that tries to encourage and uplift. But I also have another writing voice. My brutally honest, venting, cathartic voice, that doesn’t hide the difficulties of life. Outside of this blog, this is the one I have been needing to use lately in my writing.
I have been struggling to write, because these two voices are fighting. Trying to find my real voice, while not being a Debbie Downer, is a challenge. Because writing, or art, or music, is nothing if it is not honest. But all of us, including me, need to be encouraged and lifted up with words, not dragged down.
Where is the truth and honesty and cohesiveness in all this? I think by acknowledging that we are complex creatures created by God to have many different emotions. Happy, sad, confused, excited, angry, hopeful, distant, loving. We have good days, bad days.
So here it is today….just words that are grasping for honesty. Words that are saying that I don’t know all the answers to anything, but I know the God who does. Words that are attempting to lift up someone else who is struggling to stay positive during all this mess, just by stating something that maybe they are feeling.
Truth. Honesty. There is beauty in that, even if it is hard beauty.