Soul Expression

 

Last night my son and I went out together for ice cream. I never thought I’d see the day when I would blissfully hand my keys over to him and ask, “would you mind driving?” He’s an adult now and I’ve come to lean just a little on his competence. He’s a kind, gentle soul and I feel blessed to have him in my life. We share some important interests, like love, compassion, kindness…and rock ‘n roll. He, like me, adores music of all kinds and has a keen ear for the details. He once told me that he listens to a piece one instrument at a time before he listens to it altogether. He has a well trained ear.

It was a beautiful night. He put the roof down on my convertible, popped in his latest favorite CD (that I had told him I loved) and cranked up the volume. We drove in rhythmic bliss through the dusky night to our destination. I couldn’t help but close my eyes, tip my head back against the seat and soak in the moment. Poetry set to music moves me like nothing else and this particular CD has this combination in spades. Music has the power to inspire and transform at the soul level, eliciting tapping fingers and dancing feet.

So much of the joy in life comes from places we find difficult to name. Remote to the conscious mind, yet privy to the deep and visceral. I don’t know how it is so, or how it works but I know it is essential and important, at least to me. It is a soul expression and I can’t imagine life without it.