Do you know what happens when you tighten the strings on an instrument? Its sound changes. The frequency is altered. While the same instrument, it presents a different expression of itself. Sometimes that brings forth a sound greater than where it began. Lately I’ve wondered what the soundtrack to my life would truly be, could I align sounds and rhythm to convey the frequency that I live in today, could I put audible expression to this season that I call my own.
I will never forget what an amazing mother and friend she was to me.
That’s the funny business of assumptions: we size up a person sometimes with slivers of actual information but most often based on the formulated perceptions in our minds whose roots have no relation to a person’s actual character.
They are oil and water—fear and love. They don’t mix well. In fact, they don’t mix at all. Whichever source it is I draw from, whether fear or love, determines my response. If I walk in worry (with said concern or care for an outcome), I’m not actually walking in love—I’m walking in fear.
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