Sunday, August 9, 2009
Song for a Blue Guitar.
Laughter. It has been explained to me that laughter is life's therapy. This is so hard to understand when you're in a rut. It's hard to laugh-it's hard to think-it's hard to ponder-it's hard to do much of anything but dwell on the mishappenings of your life that are bogging you down.
Laughter. Laughter brings about joy-or vice versa. The thing is, once you start laughing-like a really really really hearty laugh, it's so hard to stop. The world has begun to spin about in ways that you never even imagined and it's so exciting and crazy but so comforting at the same time.
Laugh therapy.
Even the tiniest of "ha's" and "he's" are able to spark a smile that is so worth while. It's familiar. Laughing is so familiar. It's funny too that sometimes the more familiar things in life inspire us to laugh more often than not. That joy is brought about by things which are familiar and comfortable to us. That joy is something that runs so deep and sometimes feels that there is no better way to express how dear and blessed we feel besides a smile...followed by a little giggle. A glee full of giggle.
I pray that today we will see the joy that surrounds us. I pray that we will just let the joy fill us and seek for opportunities to admire it, not in worldly things or possesions, but that we admire and are thankful for the blessings that surround us-even when they seem to be blue. I am hopefull that today will be a day of joy.
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The man bent over his guitar,
A shearsman of sorts. The day was green.
They said, "You have a blue guitar,
You do not play things as they are."
The man replied, "Things as they are
Are changed upon the blue guitar."
And they said then, "But play, you must,
A tune beyond us, yet ourselves,
A tune upon the blue guitar
Of things exactly as they are."
--Wallace Stevens
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