Monthly Archives: April 2015

Thank you.

To those of you that are still here after nearly four years of writing, thank you.

Time is our most precious asset and I’m honored that you would share some of yours with me.

I sometimes don’t know how to say why I’ve found such a refuge in releasing these thoughts here each day, but I came across a quote today that I hope can give a glimpse into the heart of these entries and everything Let the Music Play is, has become, and is becoming to encourage you in the journey of your music.

May these words marinade into your bones and give you, along with your crazy dreams and ideas, hope and rest.

As far as I can tell, it’s still day one…Ashton.

“…I stand among you as one who offers a small message of hope, that first, there are always people who dare to seek on the margin of society, who are not dependent on social acceptance, not dependent on social routine, and prefer a kind of free-floating existence under a state of risk. And among these people, if they are faithful to their own calling, to their own vocation, and to their own message from God, communication on the deepest level is possible. And the deepest level of communication is not communication, but communion. It is wordless. It is beyond words, and it is beyond speech and beyond concept.”
The Asian Journal of Thomas Merton


Walk with me here.

Take 5 globs of different colored play-doh.

And let’s name them the colors of health, relationships, passion, growth, and contribution.

Now take those five colors and roll them into the shape of a ball.

Notice the marbling?

You’re staring at the ideal metaphor of what you want your days to look and feel like.

Four words: now go do that.


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That’s the root word of noise.

Which leads me to believe that noise is the sound of no.

Noise is what no sounds like.

Noise happens when the tempo of life doesn’t match the rhythm in our chest.

And no is the only thing fear knows to say.

No is the anthem, ballad, chorus, melody, and crescendo of fear.

We don’t necessarily choose to make or offer noise to the world on purpose, but it will be our offering if we don’t first acknowledge and say yes to the light inside of us, our holy hum, and our forever struck chords.

I’m pretty sure it’s impossible to ever take back a yes.

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