Last night the North Mountain Chorus, of the tiny community of Burlington, Nova Scotia, sang in a large church in Wolfeville.
Music happened.
What an eclectic group of individuals, we are. There are so many stories that weave together the voices of so many personalities, that have emerged from so many unique life experiences. The breadth and depth of all this living provide a rich, dark soil in which the music takes root.
A factory made bowl can be beautiful, but a factory made bowl does not hold the special beauty left by a potter's hands or a glass blowers breath.
Friends of mine have unique wedding bands. Each diamond on each band is an uncut diamond. Future possibilities will forever remain to be shaped by future dreams.
A wise gardener tends the blooms, to create a joyful explosion of colour, recognizing the unique magic of each in all.
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