There is a piano playing in my ears. Now, a violin. Together they weave, brushing stillness in front of them. When I woke this morning my one year old daughter, Brielle, was already running around my room. I think I heard the violin then. And she doesn’t quite run, she more or less waddles in fast motion—throwing her arms back and forth, giggling. Yes, she is definitely the violin.
Already my communication device was blinking. More messages. The day had invaded my room with a strobing green light.
"When is the project going to be finished?"
"Are you going to be editing this soon?"
"You were just charged for an overdraft."
Thanks world. Now get out of my room.
In the shower the piano plays and the scalding water opens my veins. Thoughts flood into my brain carrying the residue of last night’s dreams. I can’t help thinking about the emails and the one project I knew was a mistake to do.
"God, what should I do?"
A cello joins the mix. The bow saws slowly. The strings lament. Is it the voice of God or my dreams? A mix of fear and anxiety stir with my coffee, my mind can’t stop thinking about the pressures of the day. My mind also can’t stop thinking that it’s been too long since I sat and reflected on exactly what I am doing. Have I really pondered the reason’s for taking the “bur project”?
So I retreat upstairs, away from my three year old and one year old, away from the in-laws and my wife who are busy getting ready to go outside or on a walk or playing in their tent. I must find not an escape but presence. A presence of mind and a centering.
The Poet-King David wrote: Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still.
In the frustration and confusion of not knowing what to do, the best thing I can do is be still; to reflect; to pray. I know that if I can just sit and listen the violin and the piano and the cello will make sense of it all. And peace in a decision will emerge.
Tim's authored four books, including the children's book Shine So Bright and the critically acclaimed Veneer: Living Deeply in a Surface Society. He studied beauty in the works of C.S. Lewis for his PhD under Alister McGrath. When he's not scratching poetry, or chasing the scholar's craft, you can find him carving up the trails of the nearest national forest on his Salsa El Mariachi 29er.
He lives in Charlotte, North Carolina with his wife and three pixie-daughters, and two acres of Great Horned Owls.