Learn to Float

There is a particular note, chord, vibration of you, of me

It is our singular frequency which calls to us through the noise, the chaos of living

All too often we play the songs of others.

Willing, waiting, wishing for our own

But our song is only known in the Silence

It is not learned, It is remembered

Silence before the note

Always stillness before the beat

Music is not mathematics unless the song is only artificial Life

Learn to float

Let go of thinking and doing and Ego’s need

Listen, Remember your song

It is then you will Groove

Finding leads to losing, losing lets you find.  Living leads to dying and life leaves death behind.  Living leads to dying that’s all that I can say.  But no one will find life in any other way.  (Ken Medema)

I heard him sing a song with these lines in it 30 something years ago at a chapel service.  I remembered them again last night.