I try to create songs and I am somewhat successful at finishing a song now. I post them to FB and I don’t get any responses to them, so maybe not so successful at creating something others like. That really is ok, because what I create is mostly messing around on a canvas of sound and what I end up with is just that, something that I stumbled upon, stumbled through…messing around, but it shows me, me on the inside…
So I sat down recently and began to stumble around again, after about 2 hours I hit upon something. I saved the base of it and began to stumble around in it. I saved it down as “I Was Saved”… As I kept messing around with the melody and some backdrop textures I kept getting more and more emotional about it. I thought I should rename it as I was Saved From Anger, maybe I was Saved From Rage, I finally named it I dream of Things. There is something about this one. I dream of a day that I can look back on my days of Anger with full awareness I have overcome.
There are only 3 people who REALLY understand what I am delivered from. One of them is Leisha and she knows the most but even at that, she only knows from an outside view. No one knows the depth and breadth of deliverance except me.
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