Little by Little, the time goes by — short if you sing it, long if you sigh. — Anon.
When I was on sabbatical I collected a few quotes. I still have that journal of quotes, and from time to time I open it back up to remind myself of what I was thinking almost twenty five years ago. This morning I came across the above, but it was unsourced. I Googled it to no avail, maybe one of my readers know its source, certainly it wasn’t original to me.
Time does go by quickly, and the older I become the quicker it passes, maybe that means I can finally carry a tune.
A deep sigh is necessary from time to time — an opportunity is lost, a bad result seems inevitable, or we experience a great loss. Sometimes a deep sigh is the perfect expression for how we feel, certainly I had a few of such moments while I was on sabbatical. I bet you have too.
But when we get lost in our sighs no progress is made, no future can be seen, and time stands still. I know of people who have lived in their sighs almost their entire adult life.
If I find myself sighing too long or too loudly, I have learned to sing. Maybe not literally, even in the shower I am off key, but figuratively. I seek out humor, good company, nature, and yes the lush melodic and healing therapy of music in all kinds of forms, classical, folk, country, and the rock and roll of my past.
I still wonder the source of the wisdom above and what I was thinking when I wrote the above. Maybe I had just emerged from listening to the lush choral programs broadcast by Frostburg State, a small university in the western tip of Maryland, or maybe I had emerged from a long sigh caused another injustice I had witnessed or experienced while on sabbatical.
Whatever, I sit at my computer today listening to WDAV and classical music. Maybe this afternoon I will listen the the country duo Sugarland. I have lots of options for I try every day to keep my sighs to a minimum and the songs to a maximum.