“You are the music while the music lasts.”
These words from T.S. Eliot remind me how essential and important it is that we all find expression for our ideas and feelings.
Like chimes—whether finely crafted and carefully tuned, or playfully constructed and recklessly hung—in order to be heard, we must let go in the wide open. We must hang free, vulnerable to what moves us and open to where the wind takes us.