“Music has healing power. It has the ability to take people out of themselves for a few hours.” Elton John
I’m the person who has so many old files, emails, and screenshots. Hoarding files for nothing. The last few weeks, I’ve been deleting old photos, files, and notes from my phone. I came across the one of the notes in my phone, and I instantly felt my feelings go all over the place.
I remembered that I started typing it up in my notes back in January when I was so optimistic for the year. 2022 ended on a great note, and it was the first year I didn’t completely dread the winter ahead. I remembered deciding on the topic I wanted to research and write about. I remembered the excitement I had and the creative flow I was basking in. I remembered feeling so accomplished because I had writer’s block just a few hours earlier…
I finished writing this at the end of April.
I rather leave blank space than to explain the whirlwind of emotions I silently suffered through. I couldn’t even cry. The first four months 2022 were chaotic. It wasn’t a loud or obnoxious type of chaos. It was silent.
Spiritual chaos.
Heartbreak times three.
Then fell in love with the most incredible men I ever met in my life, and I still can’t explain it. I don’t think I ever will be able to explain that spark that brought back to my soul. (And of course, I have a playlist for that). Maybe one day I’ll be able to share those stories.
In the meantime, click here to read what prompted me to reflect. And because there’s a song in life for everything, check out this one. ⬇️