Pacing The Cage
“The truth is like a lion; you don’t need to defend it. Let it loose; it will defend itself.” – Augustine of Hippo
Perhaps we live in troubled times, and perhaps things are just as they’ve always been and I’m just noticing more. I don’t know which is the case, but I do know that most days I find myself baffled, bewildered, beat down, bedraggled, and overwhelmed with sorrow at all that I see in the news and in the world around me. The violence and sadness that top the news feed, as well as the loss of incredible musicians in the past two weeks, and so many more this past year, combined with the loss of dear friends to depression, disease, and simply old age and bodies wearing out, have me often considering the point of this mortal coil. Musicians and poets can give words to our emotions when we have none to give. As a musician myself, I have found that sometimes only music can suffice when feelings are raw and there is no way to describe what is welling up inside of me. Bruce Cockburn is one of my most favorite singer/songwriters. He has a way of weaving poetry, music, and a powerful message into beautiful soundscapes that easily capture me and draw me in. The title of this post, as well as the subtitle of this blog, are both taken from titles of Bruce songs. His song “Pacing The Cage” (song and lyrics below) adequately describe where I find myself of late; pensive and wondering how to bring light into such darkness.