OUT ON A LIMB: A Love Note to Music (Lovers).
It’s taken me a few days to come to terms with the collective suite of emotions I’ve been feeling. Disbelief. Anger. Sadness. Anger. More Sadness. Fear. As a woman, a person of color, an environmentalist, a pro-choice supporter, an LGBTQ ally, and the daughter of parents born in internment camps during World War II, this is the first time in a long time that I’ve felt so despondent staring down the barrel of bleak beginnings. I feel it in the pit of my stomach emanating to the tips of my toes. It’s hard to listen to people try to tell you, “everything is going to be okay.” Is it? Is everything going to be okay?
At times like this, I always know I can count on you to bring me through these dark days. This morning you gave me life as I trudged towards the office on my morning commute. All it took was a minute of your time and you had me smiling and dancing. I told all of my other friends about you and imagined each of us, at work, at home, in our cars, collectively together through space and time feeling your warmth wrapping around us, comforted that you were the tie to bind us all together in that moment. Though many of us today share in feelings of grief and worry, I’m optimistic that we all share in feelings of hope kindling a fire in us to keep fighting the good fight. And I know you’ll be there providing a soundtrack to get us through it all.
Your loyal friend,
Editor, The Owl Mag
For those curious, here is what I was listening to this morning.
The opinions of Out On A Limb are of the writers’ and don’t necessarily reflect the opinions of The Owl Mag (except in this case, they probably do).