Singing

Let me tell you a true story as related by Anne Lamott in Help Thanks Wow.

“My friend Mason, who is fifteen and has brain cancer, had a massive bleed eighteen months ago.  He was in a coma and then for many months in a deeply silent condition where it seemed to me, but not to his mother, that he was brain-damaged.

One day his mother e-mailed me a video from Mason’s rehap hospital in Texas, titled “Mason Singing.”  My heart leapt.  His brother had filmed him in a music therapy, sitting in a wheelchair between his mother and his therapist, who was playing “He’s Got the Whole Word in His Hands.” 

At the end of the line, Mason would make a sound that was close to “hands,” and everyone cheered.  I inwardly groaned, having imagined something so different, so much better. “

Later that morning I went up along to my praying place.  I prayed for a glimpse of wisdom.  By the time I got to the bottom of the hill, I was amazed that Mason, silent for so long, had sung. “

There is singing, and there is singing.”

Amazing insight.  Amazing experience. 

To be able to hear singing in the middle of a mess indicates a rare individual indeed.

Listen for the singing in unusual places.  That’s the best kind of music.

Look for subtle signs of hope at odd moments in your relationships.

P Michael Biggs

www.up-words.net

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