life of a georgia Artist

 This is normally my favorite time of year. I drive north till I find color, so about an hour and a half or two. This is the season of light, brightness, and color, yet I feel down. My mom died in November and I feel the season will, going forward, weigh heavy on me. I feel the joy of my favorite season is gone. She would hate that for me. She would want me to enjoy life, but the grief anchors me to the shore. I can see out over the metaphorical harbor and the fear keeps me from moving. I love the colors of fall. Although I live in Georgia now, the colors truly put on a show growing up in New Jersey, and I love traveling there in the fall. The yellows are predominant down here. There are some red and orange, but not a lot. The light though does not disappoint. It is so beautiful and soft falling through the trees. It shines down on me and reminds me of my mother. She shone so bright when she was alive. When the sun shines down, I imagine it is her shining down on me.  The color show in

  Photo by Grant on Unsplash Some say music can sooth the savage beast, but who is this beast? Music can sooth a dog,a cat, or a person. Both animals and people react to musics the same way we react to scents. Both affect us in different ways. When I want to relax I put on Lisa Lynn and listen to her strum her beautiful harp. Also some soft jazz helps me relax, but lately Christian music has been on my play list. There are so many amazing artists out there that I keep listening to more new to me people and am simply amazed the affect it has on my mood and heart. While we are constantly checking our phones, our email, or whatever else is going on in this world of instant notifications, we need to slow down and realized all the damage this is doing to us. Some of us are now no longer able to relax at all. We used to linger after church and talk. We used to go to picnics with friends and talk. I have seen people at a place together, like eating out, and both texting each othe