Healing Sounds

I have a thing for music. The poetry of lyrics has a way to speak to my soul and soothe the savage or grieving or raging or you name it. Dad always knew when I was having a hard time or going through some contemplating. When I was a teenager, I would lie on the floor of our living room with my calves lying on the coffee table. Positioned on either side of my head would be the stereo speakers. They would sing to me and eventually I would be able to talk again about whatever or get up and carry on. Or make a decision. Or just breathe. For me, it is a way to commune and turn off all the external noise that surrounds me. It recharges the batteries.

Today, I woke up and had this song running through my head. I've only ever heard it on the radio and decided to look up the video on YouTube.

The choreography spoke to me through the movement juxtapositioned with the lyrics. I desire certain things in life. Life kicks you, knocks you around, throws you on the ground, bruises you black and blue, smothers you, throws you away. But still, you gotta get up and try. That is success. Constantly trying. Constantly doing. Learning what doesn't work so you don't continuously make the same mistakes over and over. 

It's not never having failure or set-backs or struggles. It's hitting bottom, getting up, trying again and again and again. I totally agree with the chorus and have written it up on my mirror.

"Where there is desire there is gonna be a flame.
Where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned.
But just because your burned doesn't mean you're gonna die.
You gotta get up and try, try, TRY.
You gotta get up and try
Try
Try"