Meant to Shine

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

by Marianne Williamson

Monday, May 2, 2011

Day 21: A Song that You Listen to when You're Happy


Oh, hey there.

It’s been a while. And things aren't looking like I'm going to finish the 30 Day Song Challenge before school lets out. I have failed this challenge in so many ways it has become the teensiest bit embarrassing. However, I am resilient. Regardless of my tardiness in this assignment, today's theme is a song that I listen to when I'm happy. My recent obsession/happy song is...

"Talk on Indolence" by The Avett Brothers [the live version, of course]. I'm not sure if it is physically possible to listen to this song without jumping or bobbing or stomping or generally jiving. [Of course, I haven't really tried to resist.] I'm 124% certain I have pissed my roommate off with my frequent and violent dancing to this song. [But I will never apologize!] I just cannot resist the enthusiasm of The Avett Brothers. Whether they are hopping up and down the stage with a banjo or swinging a cello around their head, these boys know how to jam. [The video on YouTube is great: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tl4wLgw-6Zk].

[Warning: Self-important rant is a-comin'.] I will never scorn a musician who loves to play, even if what they play is torturously bad. [Side note: Avett Brothers are not torturously bad, I just feel like pushing my opinions on people.] If Mary Sue Berry wants to squawk around on a clarinet a bit, who am I to tell her she isn’t good enough? Little Miss Berry doesn’t necessarily deserve a record deal [Of course, if Mary Sue is blonde with big boobs, she might get one anyway.] Music is made to affect people. So if a few unpracticed chords on a piano are what make Franklin happy, I can dig it.

Well, this post ran out of gas pretty fast, surprising considering the kick-ass-ity of the song/band. I apologize for the lame-sauce writing. I tried. Hopefully Day 22 will be slightly more entertaining.

Until then, followers [All 8 of you.] Here's to musicians with passion and enthusiasm [including Mary Sue and Franklin]. Too bad they could do nothing to help today's painfully uninspired writing.
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