Well it just isn't.
It's not about singing "Your Not Sorry" under the mango tree watching different faces passing by while lying on a swing. It's definitely not the 3 guitar strings I happened to break while I was practicing my audition piece, Hiery it isn't the blisters I have in my fingers for gripping and clipping the strings as I was strumming some melodies to life.
While looking at the pedestrian making their way to their respective destination, I came to realize that it really doesn't mean that while you're on your journey, people shoulod cheer for you to go. You can walk alone.
Sometimes, it can be of a great pain to be reflecting that on your long excursion, no one walks beside you but your self. You succumbed into the thought that you should and would rather be alone and take the long journey home. Well it just isn't. While you are looking beside you, you forgot something important. You didn't remember to look up-- God is just there, watchn your every move and guiding you in every step that you take.
I remember kuya Arnel saying this when he was teaching me to play the piano before. "Your hands have its own ears. As you strike the keys, especially when it is your first time, you'll realize that you want to strike more to the point that you are making your own melody. But as you learn to read notes, you abide by what you read on the sheet music. Only a few people loves to listen to the melodies that there own hands make. Listen to the melody. Strike relentlessly, and you'll discover that your hands are becoming light as the feathers, it's because of the freedom you are feedom. You haven't noticed that God is playing the piano with you. You are making the melody and He is laying on the accompaniment."
And as he was saying those words, he strike the piano keys without reading the sheet music. His hands were really as light as the feather. And then did I realize that God is playing the piano with him. There is no need to be a virtuoso but as long as you learn to listen. Just learn to listen.
Sometimes, our anger is blocking our logic. We are lulled into the stage of denial as pride makes its way to our hearts. Thus, we tend not to listen. You just hear the words but you forget to listen--it's hearing with understanding, its hearing with empathy.
It isn't just it. Once you'll learn to listen, things would be better. So instead of saying that the ear is for hearing, you should slap yourself and say you're wrong. Ears are for hearing not, but for listening.
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