Pitch Perfect

In a fleeting moment, a day, a season…You hear a particular song, realize an old lyric you had been singing wrong all this time, catch your breath from an incredible line in a movie, or get caught up in a wonderful novel…

Someone says something or writes something in a card and, often, they don’t realize what kind of goodness they’ve done. The kind of word magic that pricks an ear, turns a head, shoots straight to the heart.

I saw this quote in a series last night and immediately thought of you. Of us:

Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack, a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in. 

Some form of this is attributed to both Ernest Hemingway and Leonard Cohen. I love it!!!

The best song writers wrote hundreds, even thousands, of songs that never made it big. Never made it onto albums or onto charts or onto stages. Even the greatest authors wrote books not many cared for. Same with columnists and speech writers, advertising jingle writers…

We just have to keep putting it all out there. We have to keep ringing the bells that can still ring because we never know when we will produce a sweet, pitch-perfect moment that keeps forever in our hearts, in the hearts of those we love, in our recovery journey, in our family’s history, in a friendship’s path, in a lovers’ dance, in a world that needs our particular note song.

Merry Christmas, all.

You know how I love and cheer for you. Kara