My spirituality is something very important and the word Kindred implies those that sings to my soul. I don’t care what your other passions are, I will hear about almost anything open-minded but when it comes to music……that’s a different song. I think I have a best friend for every type of music I listen to, it was something that hanging out with me was natural. If you come into my home the smell of incense, most likely sandalwood or patchouli relaxes you, the lighting is to make you feel at home. and the decor leaves room for conversation but mostly your music is playing. Amy comes and Pink Floyd is playing, Jamie, Dave Matthews all the way, Kris eclectic excentric. With Jay anything goes and that matches me most we span the decades.
My mom and I it was most often Bourque, some classical, a bit og Jazz and show tunes, quite a few other friends fit that mold as well, show tunes that is. My Radiohead friends can’t forget them they tend to also be MCR friends as well. A friend posted that she was listening to a song and wasn’t sure why…..she had no idea that it would inspire me to write this. As I write this I am listening to Pink Floyd’s the wall and Amy is totally on my mind write now. Something as simple as a hook can be a catalyst for prayer, she’s going through a lot, and I know this weekend will bring her a lot of fond memories as she revisits the wall live. OH yes I could be so jealous but I can’t go see stuff like that, I know that she will tell me all about it in such detail as we either watch the movie or listen to the soundtrack.
Almost all my friends are tied to a certain song, not always the one they would think it all depends on when and where naturally. It’s weekend with Jay coming the music is like a festival where you go around and listen to all types of music lately we have been listen to viking music really beautiful..not to long ago it was A tribe called red. With my step son it has been Imagine dragons and Twenty one pilots, he has excellent taste if you as me. I wish I could tell everyone their song or soundtracks but I hear songs and I think of so many of you. Sometimes I bellow out tunes as prayers or light out into the world, sometimes its the only way I can focus. there is a metaphysical explanation for this, frequency and I just happen to be a tuning for kinda person. I have a huge receptor for music.
It can be so intense that I can’t hear certain songs without going back to a really strong moment. Other times it’s the opposite, I see someone who I haven’t for a while and music will start playing in my head….I think even the thought of the visit triggers what I should play. I love hearing that my space is chill, it means I have archived zen. I have no excuses and that makes my life so much easier. I have a lot of stuff in my room, but I can almost live in a little house something Jay and I have been thinking about. At least now I know what I can really live with out and the ornaments I have mean something becoming art instead of collections. Sadly I was raised to be that way fortunately it isn’t inherent so I move past and let more things go. It really shows how I am, I am the simple homemade kind I just used different mediums. Music brings out the best of me, maybe even as much as my light.
Many Blessings and Thanks for spending some time with me.
Love ~Aida Neufeld