o come, emmanuel
I wasn’t prepared for the last week or so. When I’m not prepared for things, I get anxious. When I get anxious, I get scared. But I’m a work in progress, just like everyone else. I battle my own fears and anxieties in my own way. This week, I battled them with The Piano Guys. On loop. For several hours. Over several days. It’s the only thing that calmed my body and my mind and that little knotted soft spot that rests right inside the center of me.
When I was a child I would sneak outside at night. To lie on my back, in a pond. To float. With water in my ears and stars in my eyes. I’d imagine myself being softly carried away. This rendition of O Come, Emmanuel makes me feel like that felt. Like I’m eight-years-old. With quiet in my soul.