The Symphony Within

The Symphony Within is the music of our soul, the heartbeat of our spirit. It is a touchstone for the living of life with consciousness; it is a muse for heightened creativity and personal vibrancy in the here and now.

Inspired by the workings of our spiritual parts, the symphony within is an ever-evolving composition reaffirming optimism and promise. Its strains rouse our rightful desire to touch and be touched. It is a soaring hymn seeking permission to engage, then courage to re-engage. Born of the Divine seed within, it is our valorous concert to the living of life, the performance of soul’s purpose, and evolution of love.

At times, however, it becomes a cacophony of fragmented sounds — would-be notes in competition, haphazard and strident. Unwitting, we become less responsive. We lose initiative and isolate ourselves.

Those on the other side of life, the afterlife, understand the pains and predicaments of living here on “… the beautiful but difficult school called Earth.” From the spirit side, they guide us. Their counsel and encouragement have less to do with physical survival than our soulful journey to the heart and creative authority. Reaching through our dreams of day and night, whispering into our trance-like reveries, they nudge us back on path — or nearly so. And, in the doing, they prompt us, “… gentle upon thyself, then others.”

They bid us turn around, look around and listen well within.

In our finest hours …

The symphony within is soaring violins and muscular violas
lifting soul’s longing to waking minds while, from afar, always-brave trumpets stir our will.

And we rise from recline.

The symphony within is noble French horns throwing golden tones far afield, heralding desire — now renewed — to stride into day and dare to be.

It is lyrical oboes beckoning us to re-engage while sensual cellos charm our dusty desires.

And we shimmer in morning dew.

The symphony within is the happy crescendos of buoyant clarinets, fearless flutes, and piping piccolos faithfully cheering us on to a celebration of life.

And we love again.