That thing you think about when you look at the cosmos. What is that thing?
That thing you feel when connection happens in a moment, in the world, with a person, and even with yourself. What is that thing?
That thing that has beaten in your chest as long as you can remember. What is that thing?
That thing you feel on December 25th. That thing you wish you could bottle and drink on the 26th, 27th, and thereafter. What is that thing?
That thing that hums when generosity has her way.
That thing that flies when gratitude is swapped.
That thing has a name and its name is Your Music.
I’d like to tell you more, but it’s better if you take it from here.