Jnetsworld turned seven this month and I could have quietly ignored the fact.
I’ve hung up my proverbial pen for most of the year. The negativity slayer has been on the mend broken from having placed trust in unworthy generals who placed me in the path of harm.
Fortunately, I had not sacrificed all my power; a restructuring of my world kicked in and I mended in a silence that was protected by the love of good people. Why write now? Because now the silence is hurting me. As much as I adore silence, I also love it when sound is well put together. The goal of my silence was to separate myself from the noise of life; from people who had me distracted by their pitches and scripts, from those who had sugary words on the ready from packets of artifical sweeetners.
Noise silenced… mission accomplished. Unfortunately, I’m also at a place where it physically hurts to deal with sound. Not good for a music teacher. I practice though despite unsettling headaches. Music was blurry for a while. My students and their families have been angels. I think they practice even more diligently and are even more present during our lesson time.
Perhaps I am hearing the sound of commitment within the silence.
Its a gorgeous sound, Commitment, a silent voice that steadily proclaims “Here I am.” Its not intermittent or broken when you hear its voice. When you hear it, there is no room for doubt and it builds like a skilled engineer putting value on strength and beauty.
Jnetsworld turned seven this month and I had to wonder if I have given up on writing about the art of creating a life worth living. I can continue to feel like the poster child for the Bad Things Happen To Good People campaign or play through the pain and build again jnetsworld. I’m going for the latter.
Jnetsworld silent seventh celebrates the sound of commitment…. Say that seven times 
JNET
