Sunday Song: Seen

Sunday Song - ParayI write to think things through.

I write to connect with others.

I write about ordinary that sometimes is extraordinary.

I write about personal that I hope is universal.

I write to figure out what anything and everything means.

I write to see.

I also write to be seen.

My college freshman English Composition teacher instructed us to write about writing. I said, in part, if something I wrote touched one person then that would be enough for me. Her response: “If no one read what you wrote, would you still write?”

I said no.

Of course, that was *mumbles* years ago. I don’t feel that way anymore.

Most of the time.

Invisibility is my super power. It’s also my Kryptonite. As is the way with our strengths, they can also be our greatest weakness. (Yin yang, y’all). Sometimes, I like being invisible, the observer, able to slip in and out of situations and conversations without most people noticing.

Other times, I ache to be seen.

I post words with meaning to me. And sometimes people get it. Sometimes they respond.

And sometimes, they just click the video and comment on the song.

And I realize I have much more growing to do.

… … …

To detachment.

To the process simply for itself.

To seeing myself, always, with clear eyes, and having that be enough.

What is Sunday Song? Well, I’m a musical gal, from taking piano and drum lessons as a kid to my current stint in a community choir. Listening to music is for me what going to church is for some, so I celebrate with Sunday Song. Each week, I post a song that’s been my earworm for the week or that reflects what’s happening in my world along with a wee story why. Read my previous Sunday Song posts.

6 thoughts on “Sunday Song: Seen

  1. I have discovered writing is a great way to get things out of my own self. It helps to process, to grieve, to rejoice, sometimes to just let out my silly and creativity. Marc said it. It is visceral and vulnerable. It’s a bonus when others read and respond and those times they don’t I am made to decide if that is good or bad or neither.
    This is new to me. I never considered myself a writer until very recently.
    Oh, and, great song 😉

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    1. I’m still contemplating what Marc said, and now what you’ve said about it being for you with readers = bonus. Hmmm.

      Thanks! I love this song! There’s a version with Richard Butler from the Psychedelic Furs as lead (forgetting the name of the band he was in a the time, when the Furs weren’t doing anything…).


  2. It’s different for everyone.

    Writing is such a visceral activity, and there’s a vulnerability in that. Like . . what if what I share isn’t accepted or read?

    I’ve come to the conclusion that I would write if I was the only person on earth. Because the writing matters most. It has to be the whole thing for me. To write. Just that. I realize people will read it but if I NEED them to read it then I’m not doing myself any good. Because writing is my peace of mind.

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