In my resolve to take back what is mine and separate my life from my job at the end of the work day, I’ve taken the first steps in regaining who I am after all the work is done. Part of that first step is healing. I have to heal the wounds because they don’t help to remain open, as I have discovered in the past.
For me, there’s no better healing than music. I went to the mixing board last night and ripped apart “In the Eyes of a Stranger” mainly because of the same reason as “I Wanna Be…”. I didn’t like how it sounds.
The first place I looked at was the drums. There was something wimpy about it. Once I found a stronger kick, I could feel an immediate uplifting. Mind you, I may change my mind tonight, but at least the healing is happening.
It must be something in the rhythm or the vibrations because I could feel them in the healing. If anything, I am using these anomalies in the rhythm to fix what I am finding in the song. The beauty of this is that I am finding conflicts with the bass due to timing. Fixing this will probably help this healing process. I can feel it already. Thus, it must be right.
I will admit that I am grateful for the audio tools that helps the healing. But using them now is coming from within. I’m finding that I am not just hearing what’s happening, but feeling it as well. And it is feeling better… music is definitely part of my healing.
— Posted from my iPhone… because I can