Greetings.
All the rehearsals for this day are over.
Ready or not,
Here it is.
It is both a brand new beginning and a continuation.
Much greets me today that is familiar,
Both around me and inside me.
Still,
The conductor's baton is in my hands.
The symphony of this day begins.
In any piece of music,
The quiet times are just as necessary and take just as much work to create as the noisy notes.
Join me in the quiet places right now.
Create silence out of silence and let it exist.
You are the instrument,
The maker of the music of your life.
This body requires care,
Loving maintenance.
Give some now.
Focus and send your love to each part.
Feet,
Legs,
Waist,
Chest,
Arms,
Neck,
And head.
After the rest of sleep,
Consciousness arrives slowly,
Sinking down into the depths to find,
Eventually,
Some emotion.
A feeling is waking up,
Stirring,
Stirring you in its own process and progress toward expression.
So,
Too,
With soul.
The song of your soul hums along,
Usually in the background,
Your deep theme.
Be your own musician today.
Play your own song this day.
May you sing your way through the day,
Joining the other members of the orchestra.
Listen to both ancient and new tunes.
Your gift today is music.