Tonight I decided to spin the wheel and pick a post. I was out late and ended up answering my phone and talked to my son for nearly an hour when I should have been writing this blog. That’s two nights in a row I allowed myself to be diverted from my plan to write and go to bed. It’s been a long week at work–I had deadlines to meet and multiple priorities pulling at me, but at the close of the week I feel pretty good. I got some good and important things accomplished. But I am tired and the vacation I enjoyed just last week is now a very distant memory. So thank God it’s Friday, as they say. It took me several spins to find a post I felt I wanted to share, but I finally hit this one from late July 2012 in which I once again expressed my gratitude for music. It is such an important part of my life history even if it isn’t as much part of my current life as I’d like. So enjoy this post from day 377:
I am grateful this evening for music. Even as I write this I can hear my son playing an intricate and beautiful tune on his guitar. The sweet tones drift upstairs and I close my eyes and enjoy it. It reminds me that I need to get my guitar out, wipe the dust off of it with a soft cloth and remember what it was like to lose myself in the music. It’s kind of ridiculous to say that I’m too tired and stressed out to play when playing used to be what I did to help alleviate stress and anxiety. Perhaps I need to pledge to try to go back to daily playing and singing. The last time I did that, I played every day for a solid 45 days or so before I fell off the wagon and once again retired my guitar. These have been stressful days for sure. So now more than ever it makes sense to avail myself of the gifts I have around me to relieve some of the pressure. Music certainly fills that particular bill for me.
I wonder if the world would be a much happier place if people took a few minutes or so each day to do something that brings them great pleasure. Sing a song. Write a poem. Sketch a picture on a piece of paper. Take a walk in the grass with bare feet. Sit out in the sun and listen to the euphony of sounds that fill the air. Listen to a wonderful,stirring piece of music. Take the time to really savor the taste of the apple you’re eating. I believe that finding simple pleasures requires relatively little effort and costs little or nothing,yet we can get so preoccupied with the cares of life that we don’t take a few brief moments to refresh ourselves and renew our spirits. Simple pleasures are kind of like simple gratitude–it’s almost impossible to not find something to give you that small burst of happiness, just like it takes very little effort to find things to be grateful for.
I can look around my room and see all kinds of things I could do that would put a smile on my face and lift my spirits. There’s the cedar flute on my shelf that I rarely get down and play, and yet from the moment I set my lips to the flute and blow, the low,sweet comforting sounds resonate with something deep in my spirit and I sigh. There are the knitting needles and ball of yarn lying in a box not two feet from my desk where I’m sitting writing this blog. I haven’t made an actual knitted object in about 40 years,but I find the act of knitting very relaxing. My frame drum sits atop a bookshelf on the other side of my bedroom. I used to play it as a means of prayer,the rhythmic drumming connecting with something akin to a heartbeat. The sketchbook that sits in my drawer and the dozens of colored pencils I’ve yet to use to try to create a colorful image. These artifacts represent lost opportunities that could as easily be turned into simple pleasures.
I am grateful for the recognition this evening of how little effort it would take for me to bring a smile to my own face by doing fun, simple, creative things. I think I will take a little time this evening to get out my guitar and play a little while. It’s sitting right there, just out of arms reach but some days it might as well be miles away. Just tonight, beginning right now, I think I’ll reach out for the simple pleasures that are close by and give myself the gift of indulging in something that will put a smile on my face. And I will be grateful.
