Once again music saves the day.
Without sounding like an ungrateful free American who has good health and a loving family and a roof over my head and food to eat, I will say I have been feeling very creatively uninspired, and bummed, and filling my mind with doubt while staying up till the wee hours watching “Finding Bigfoot” in hopes that they will FINALLY find the hairy bastard (or bastards, because according to Bigfoot researchers there are 5,000 plus Squatches roaming the U.S. and Canada. Seriously.)
My mind survives off of creative juices. All of our minds survive off of something. Even finding Bigfoot. But, the crappy part is we find ourselves in a rut, wondering what our next personal or professional breakthrough will be that will remind us that we can make it the next six months of our life feeling that we are contributing to something, being bona fide, useful, or just a happy person. And, sometimes we have no idea how were going to regain that feeling of inspiration again. How many different ways are there to be inspired? It’s the same amount of times we will forgive ourselves and have the belief to start over again.
This afternoon, through an email I was led to the insperation. The lift in spirit. I received an email from “The Rundown” which led me to the “Rdio” website, which led me to “Pandora”, which led me to the song “The Cave” by Mumford and Sons.
I will include the video below. Listen to the words. I didn’t look up the meaning, but it feels like the words are what our spirits are singing to us so that ( in FDR’s words) “our place will never be with those cold and timid souls who never know neither victory nor defeat.”
LYRICS
It’s empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you’ve left behind
The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat
But I will hold on hope
And I won’t let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I’ll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I’ll know my name as it’s called again
Because I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I’ll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind
So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears
But I will hold on hope
And I won’t let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I’ll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I’ll know my name as it’s called again
So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker’s land
So make your siren’s call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say
Because I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it’s meant to be
And I will hold on hope
And I won’t let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I’ll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I’ll know my name as it’s called again



