I was delighted to observe, just the other day, that on the day I was painfully aware and taken up with the news of the day…I started singing. I didn’t consciously select a song to sing. It was my spirit’s response to my compassion and concern for people to whom harm had been brought.
In the car, on the way to work, almost as an automatic response, I started belting out the lyrics to hymns that were braided into my spiritual DNA as a child. I enjoyed the music, I embraced the comfort it brought me and I was filled with gratitude that my heart knows, intuitively where to seek comfort.
posted January 18, 2011 at 3:12 pm
Mary Anne,
The world is a better place because of your song. Your voice matters — not just to those who seek comfort and need encouragement. But to all of us who’ve been blessed by your soulful words, artistic talent and incredible heart.
Blessings,
Lynann
posted January 26, 2011 at 5:51 pm
In a few days I’m posting a visual about the “song” and I really appreciate your
supportive and validating voice. It’s true that each of us needs to hear that
affirmation, “Your Voice Matters,” for indeed, we each do.