I was visiting my niece the other day and she is so fascinating. As soon as she pressed the button to one of her many musical toys, she was just a bopping and shaking and bobbing her little head. She completely tuned out everyone else in the room and was focused on the music that moved from her ears, to her lips to her arms, to her hips to her little itty bitty feet. She was focused. She was “getting it”. I was so amazed by how something so simple could completely “take her there” at the push of a button. It didn’t matter if she was crying the second before, once that music played, she was back. It was as though she was able to re-create herself the moment she heard and felt the vibration of music.
That made me wonder.
At what point do we stop allowing our children to dance to their own rhythm – step to their own beat? Somewhere down the line we’ve allowed our personal fears, and the fears of others to stop us from allowing our seeds to dance and be fully self-expressed. At some point we no longer allowed our children to be free to explore their creative side. At some point we have stripped our children from the music that lives within them. At some point my music was stripped from within me, but I am finally conscious enough to put back the pieces. I am starting to hear music again – it is manifesting through my writing.
Do you hear it?