Okay one more reply since I'm too stiff to sleep, but too tired to cook. Pizza at the door in 45 minutes. Papa Murfey. Will cook it later and eat some fresh hot at the best point for my appetite!
My point of the first music is that in the silence and disconnection that creeps in when one focuses one's conversation inward, neglecting outward exploration, well eventually, in that distance one imagines Badlands and demons and hobgoblins. And by bravely connecting, taking one's hands, taking one's arms, reaching, teaching, a richer truer harmony can be reached and taught. And more often than not the demons we glimpse in the dark at a distance may turn out to just be grumpy kitty's or sleepy bunnies.
Second song, my point isthe true monsters give plenty of warning, we just often love someone too much to trust our senses and heed the warnings. "MY WHAT BIG TEETH YOU HAVE, GRANNY" said Red Riding Hood..
Ya know? So I end up in my kitchen, not making a sandwich and a gun barrel fills my visual field. Stopped living in fantasy and faced reality. Its been slow going at times, but I'm trusting the process.
This second song by same author was also a defense of this man the artist, separate and before my defense of my neighborhood priest. He has a powerful ministry, is a man of faith. I admire the discipline he exudes. Willing to give up his years long wearing of the weird jewelry to improve his reach. I am mostly uneasy around undisciplined men. So few seem even truly housebroken, lol.
By the time my ex husband set his feet back on the ground and headed home, I had taken the children to safety. The ring and the lighted window belonged to his next victim by then. And I had accepted him back too many times to trust that happy ending scene. I was attending Mass daily and taking classes to be baptized and confirmed at that time. Praying to be granted faith. My response to a request to make an affirmation, "Father, by faith I accept your assertion." Lukewarm, nauseating. Father was fine with it. In all honesty he might be a tad hard of hearing.
As my children's father's recovery has progressed over the years, we do connect. Talked to him today about a need of one of our sons.
I was not aware of your inclination towards softer gentler music. When you said that and I said uh oh..... I was worried you might not like it, but my point was the people he ministers to would not find his appearance unusual or worrisome. Like your Jesus, not everyone who hangs out with strange looking people is a similar miscreant. I guess maybe I'm trying to tell you I understand we both feel the rougher edge of each others judgement from time to time and we don't know one another well enough to predict ahead of time. Thankfully you are trying to be gracious and ask for explanations instead of "Shock and Awe" attacks as sometimes happens with some people.
And it is progress, not perfection to which we may rationally aspire!
I hope the last musical selection suits you for relaxation.
Here is another example of disciplined expression.
The broken hallelujah is my theme song.
https://youtu.be/LRP8d7hhpoQOkay one more reply since I'm too stiff to sleep, ... (