Because I Can't Let a Walk Just be a Walk...

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life


Sometimes I question music, the value of it. We drop money at the feet of people who stand and coax sounds out of strings and vocal chords. It can seem superfluous. Unnecessary in a world made by laborers, activists, innovators.

But then I hear words like the ones above - on a walk - in the refreshing cold - with no other sound. John said we are bigger than our bodies give us credit for and Mumford says life exists in love. And I know this, inherently, it is imprinted on my heart. Because there are days, weeks, when the structure of school and work become confining. When I want to free myself - do nothing more than find a field and walk through it and dance in it and open open open. I have not found that physical place yet but music helps me escape a bit.

This afternoon I walked on a path, one foot in front of the other, past average houses and cars and people. But Mumford awoke my soul, allowed me to feel my real life, if even for a moment. The life that is so much bigger than my body; the life that is anxious, anxious to cover the world. To invest more and more love into the places I know I will go but have not yet reached.

That is what I learned today. Or relearned. When you feel too confined in your body, when your life is calling to you, answer it, if only quietly. Let music carry you away or find what other release you can. Just do not ignore it. Do not confine your life and love to bones and skin.