Do you ever stop to think, “how did I get here?” I’m not talking about the big question of “here in life” – but rather the journey of daily, moment by moment left ands right turns that leads us to some present place in time and space. Have you ever wondered if “this is as good as it gets”, or if “things will ever change”, or if you will “recover” or “overcome”? These are moments in life when it can feel like you are holding your breath – they can be heavy enough that you feel like you can’t breathe…and when you can’t breathe, nothing else matters.
Breathing Again – is a musical narrative of my resilience journey.
Held my breath and count to ten
But I could never know when
Looked to the sky looked to the sea
For a voice to comfort me
I Couldn’t do it all alone
The road home was unknown
Across the miles of desert sand
Couldn’t change who I am
The rain falls to bring new life
But it can feel like drowning
Couldn’t speak as I began to climb
To the top of the mountain
Now grace – sweet grace
Has me breathing again
The thunder can be violent
But still lost in the silence
When the storm’s disorienting
The wind is tormenting
How did I get to be there? After so many years of confident over-achievement, how did I come to be broke, addicted, and insecure? There is no simple answer, only a complex web of inter-connected events and decisions; things that happened to me, and things I chose — all culminating to become me in a particular moment.