It's hard to remember how much pain I must have been feeling to have choosen to embark on this journey.The pain I experience now is no longer denied , it moves freely , and it comes from a deeper place .
I experience my pain.I feel the loss, the isolation, the disappointment, the abandonment, the grief  and the loneliness associated with my life.It moves trough me. I feel more.
I let the silence slowly fill with the sound of music,I feel the rhytm in my gut.I feel the vibrations of the finely tuned strings stretched from neck to belly.I hear the sounding of the next note as a key is gently touched.The sounds creatively mix, overlap, and itner-twine producing a magical moment.I am aware of the energy in my body noving freely.I feel in harmony with the universe.
Your   joy is your  sorrow  unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter  rises was oftentimes filled with your  tears.
And how  else can be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being , the more joy you can contain.
Is not  the cup that burned  in the potter's  oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit , the very wood that was hollowed  with knives ?
When you are joyous , look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that  which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart , and you shall see that in truth  you are  weeping for that which has been your  delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow", and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greather".
But I say unto you, they are unseparable.
Togather they come, and when one sits alone with you at  your  board,remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the  treasure -keeper lifts you to weight his gold and his silver, needs must your joy  or your sorrow rise or fall.
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