The tidal splash of sound caused my heart to leap every time. My ears would drink the harmonies like a desert landscape absorbing the inundating monsoon rains.
With a deep breath I would prepare to add my fanfare to the glittering orchestration, but in truth I really just wanted to sit back and listen.
I just wanted to let the waves of music lift my heart from its doldrums, up and up.
Music can do this.
Some of my happiest moments in high school took place in that room, in that black chair, sitting up straight, French Horn (or Trombone) in hand. Some of my sweetest memories of that time revolve around the band and the moving music we strove to create… together.
I know I am probably remembering all this through rose colored glasses. Perhaps my black chair rocked from a busted leg, perhaps there were cracks in the band room wall, and perhaps our music was more the discord of inexperienced children than the concord of united souls in a singular pursuit.
Whichever it truly was, the concord or the discord, the dissonance or the consonance, I woke up this morning with the resplendent opening bars of a particular song in my head. We worked diligently on this song for a spring concert and it has always been with me, but it wasn’t until this morning as the beautiful eighth notes and triplets marched around my mind that I really thought about the title of this song:
Toward The Sun, Rising.
It is so viscerally inspirational.
Who doesn’t picture a face upturned towards the warm rays of the sun, eyes closed, serene with hope?
Who doesn’t picture a journey beginning with all the luminous, lilting, light of promise itself?
A simple google search brought me to the following description for this song:
“ Toward the Sun Rising seeks to capture the optimistic, confident spirit that is evident in young people as they accept the challenges and opportunities of beginning life’s journey. It is dedicated to the teachers and parents who have helped shape, guide and mold their students’ lives, and to those same young people who have prepared themselves for life’s adventure.”
Just so, I couldn’t agree more.
Tomorrow I start Codeup’s Daytime Fullstack Bootcamp. For those of you who have been on this journey with me, you know that I have been anticipating this day with bated breath.
And this morning, a sort of dawn broke over my anxiety and fear.
The frenetic heartbeat of excitement is stirring within me and across the years, I finally understand first hand the emotions stirred by that song.
Tomorrow, I will leave my house, hop in my car and head out-Towards The Sun Rising.
Wish me luck.