A sacred interruption

The magic of uncertainty, from panic to surrender.

The painting was a mountain and a river that cut through it. My eyes were fixated on getting the shades of green right and I was nearing the finish line. I was twelve or something. The boy swayed into the classroom and large drops of blue-ish grey water dripped from his bowl right on top of my masterpiece. I was furious. I just couldn’t get myself together until I saw that the blue-grey was changing the mood of the painting: from fresh to eerie. I quickly smudged the colours into the green and TRING TRING! A sharp resonant tone — time was up. We all handed in our art and it was time to leave.

The reason why I keep looking back on this story, is because I realise that my childhood experiences were a training ground for me to handle uncertainty.

Accidental moments have a tendency to make or break something according to how the mind responds and one has to be comfortable with changing the context. Sometimes, something doesn’t work out exactly the way it should because of a glitch or a sacred interruption as I’d like to call it. It’s the universe’s way of seeing how much you’re comfortable with a change of plan and if you’re willing to surrender to what’s meant for you: the gift of patience and love.

We see this happen in everyday life. A girl does not get to see her father who is ill until she travels 24 hours, just because she lives on the other side of the world and there are delays in her flights to top it all. But when she finally sees him, there’s a sense of relief. A musician plays an incorrect note, but the note after that decides whether the performance was good or bad. An explorer drives towards a particular hill to hike but to her displeasure, finds out that people are not allowed there so she takes a turn and discovers a beautiful lake instead.

If you look closely, there’s something wondrous about things not going exactly the way your mind wanted them to but rather going according to what your heart needs. For the girl, it could be strength and endurance. For the musician, it could be presence, and for the explorer it could be sublimity.

It’s been a while since you’ll have heard from me here and honestly, life has been uncertain but I remember all the times that have prepared me for it. So I take those memories, and wait for the magic that is to come.

On another note, I released my first music video in the time I was gone! My younger self would be very proud. Here’s a link to it: ˚⊱ Official Music Video of 'Crawling Out' ⊰˚

I hope you enjoy watching it as much as we did creating it.

Happy spring!

Until next time,

J