So much of our moods are created by our environment and our environment is created by our moods. I am currently working on a restructuring project in my job and I had the realisation of how interlinked and iterative life is. In the past I tried to separate out things and compartmentalise them. Since I have learned to link things and allow all the parts of my life to flow together my life has improved immeasurably. I like to love consciously and remember how much music helped my recovery.
I had to do an exercise for my therapy and my counsellor told me to put on music while doing it. I had no clue as to what to listen to. I thought I did not like music. As my counselling was alot of inner child work, I decided to find my favourite music from childhood. This opened up lots of happy memories for me. It was only then that I realised how much I love music. I learned piano as a teenager, I played tin whistle as a child and have a life long ambition to play uillean pipes, which I will realise one day in the future. A few weeks ago I hear some Debussy on the radio and took to listening to him. I have always been attracted to the more pointy and definite music of Bach but recently I have learned to enjoy the beautifully overlapping tones in the music of Debussy. It is beautifully layered and a beautiful accompaniment to patchwork and sewing. I have finally started work on my patchwork covers for the sofa. Most of my furniture is cast off from my family. My brother gave me a sofa which I never felt that comfortable on until I realise it was the wrong colour and too high. So I sawed a few inches off the legs, not very well but average enough, and now I am making a lovely study in beige patchwork to cover it. Beige is a colour I looked down on for so long. Being a very black and white person with few shade of grey in my opinions in the past beige was not a colour I appreciated, like the music of Debussy it is subtly beautiful and so easy on the eye. It creates a sense of harmony in any room and is a great backdrop to the more lurid colours I love.
Maybe this is a metaphor for life, in order to enjoy the extremes there needs to be an underlying sense of calm, black stone cherry and cerise with a back drop of Debussy and beige.