Sometimes I just need some Janis. During a tough shift, nothing feels better than blasting the live version of "Try Just a Little Bit Harder" in my ipod speakers. The reckless abandon of her voice cracks through my frustration, challenging me to step up or step off. When work is shitty, it's ok for me to hate it and it's ok for me to take 6 minutes and 51 seconds to feel good.
Why is it certain songs make everything all better? Something about the raw emotion...the fact that the artist loves every second of it...that some force demanded to be released from his or her soul...it catches you up and washes over you, more powerful than your troubles. Music can be such a spiritual experience, connecting on a level far above theory or practice.
On another note, I'm learning to appreciate timing. Nobody likes waiting, but I get obsessed with it. I find myself constantly reanalyzing situations over which I have no control. I try to speed things along, which is not always best. Often, I have discovered, I need to give situations time to work themselves out. When nothing more can be done to help, there is always a reason for the wait. Something is supposed to happen which cannot happen without that time of germination.
I don't have to like waiting, but I can get through anything 6 minutes and 51 seconds at a time.
Thanks for reminding me that I need to wait
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