“The music is not in the notes, but the silence in between.” ~ Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

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When I was 16 a girl named Rowan drew a picture of me. The picture was me as the roman god Apollo.

We had been together for 3 years at that point, and for another 3 after. She knew me like few people will ever know me.

That picture still hangs on my wall to this day. She’s an amazing artist.

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Apollo is the roman god of healing, truth, poetry, art, prophecy, truth, the sun, light, and…music.

Here I am starting a healing center. With a music garden. And there will be art. And sun. (Obviously)

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Either she saw me and my future, or the image has become a part of me as it’s been on my wall for almost ten years.

Or it’s both. The universe works in mysterious ways.

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Now, for years the image didn’t hold a lot of meaning, beyond it being a good drawing of me.

Now it holds so much.

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In that time I began to become who I am, and who I will be. And silently waiting was a drawing sitting on my wall.

But if it wasn’t, would it still hold the same meaning?

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The music is in the silence in between.

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Sending love,

B