Saturday, June 16, 2012

Nashville Aftermath

In a few mind-boggling turns of the planet, I left Nashville and found myself summarily deposited back into my Old Life without so much as a by-your-leave or a thank-yew-ma’am

You know my Old Life --  the One I lived before I made the Great Journey to the Edge of My Soul and poured my guts out into a microphone, recording my songs for all posterity.

It was like some huge shift in the tectonic plates underlying The Way I Used To View My Life,  resulting in The Way I Now Know It To Be and in the aftermath, I was left dazed and confused, waiting for the dust to settle.

But the dust doesn’t settle, my friends. The dust does not. Dust, once stirred, rises and you are going to take some of it in. Life moves ever forward and doorways - once stepped through - cannot be unstepped. Going beyond the safe waters, pushing yourself when it's scary, making an effort when you're tired, letting go of will change  you. 

1 comment:

  1. Glad that even though you were dumped back into your OLD LIFE, your experience has taken you forward into a new way of thinking, and you're right, you can't go back. But that's good.