Sunday, April 21, 2013

Music. Visions.

Lately I find myself rushing through homework and other things I need to complete in my day so I can sit down and write music. I honestly have no idea as to what I'm going with my guitar at this point, but I have all the words to sing. It's hard to explain the feeling I feel when I write. It's almost like the excitement of making a smore to a child.

I'm quiet about what I write. It's not quietness out of fear of judgement. When I write its about everything, its never just about me. I do have a fear, a fear of writing selfishly  I never want to write for myself, I want to write for others. I want to turn their stories into songs and make them smile, make them happy again when they may be sad, inspire them, and show them their worth.

I read For The Sender, a book about a songwriter who did just this. The impact he had on those who sent him stories was astonishing. He inspired me to be just that, astonishing. 

One day I will learn exactly how to play guitar and the combination of my voice and the chords will be heavenly. I will gain that confidence to play for other people, not for myself. See, we always wait for the "someday," and thats what holds us back. Searching for our place in this world with too much effort can hinder us. It will take you twice as long to find who you are if you are altering yourself for others. Be you, no one else.

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