There is so much power in music. From the softest melody to the hard rock screaming, rebellious songs with explicit language somehow always seems to be telling my story! The passionate lyrics hit me deep in my soul. Thank you for posting this!
As someone who has spent a lifetime editing over 150 books and writing 25 of my own—and now pens Celestial Love Letters to make sense of soul, science, and spirit—I too often find myself caught in the crossfire between what we know, what we feel, and what we are still trying to name.
Your piece beautifully echoes a yearning I have long held: before I die, I want to understand why we treat those not like us as less human.
It baffles me deeply.
Religious devotees call atheists lost. Atheists call believers deluded. And yet both claim to stand for truth. Political loyalists label opposing citizens anti-national while waving flags in the same wind. People belonging to one caste, country, skin tone, or gender identity forget that we all share the same fragile breath.
Why does difference spark such disdain?
Perhaps that is the one sacred truth I seek more than anything: not some universal answer, but a universal empathy. The kind that turns down the volume on “us vs. them” and tunes into “we are all just trying to find peace before we go.”
Thank you for this piece. It reminded me why I write.
Please let us all know when you've figured it out!
Music has the power to undo me and stitch me back together. Great post!
There is so much power in music. From the softest melody to the hard rock screaming, rebellious songs with explicit language somehow always seems to be telling my story! The passionate lyrics hit me deep in my soul. Thank you for posting this!
As someone who has spent a lifetime editing over 150 books and writing 25 of my own—and now pens Celestial Love Letters to make sense of soul, science, and spirit—I too often find myself caught in the crossfire between what we know, what we feel, and what we are still trying to name.
Your piece beautifully echoes a yearning I have long held: before I die, I want to understand why we treat those not like us as less human.
It baffles me deeply.
Religious devotees call atheists lost. Atheists call believers deluded. And yet both claim to stand for truth. Political loyalists label opposing citizens anti-national while waving flags in the same wind. People belonging to one caste, country, skin tone, or gender identity forget that we all share the same fragile breath.
Why does difference spark such disdain?
Perhaps that is the one sacred truth I seek more than anything: not some universal answer, but a universal empathy. The kind that turns down the volume on “us vs. them” and tunes into “we are all just trying to find peace before we go.”
Thank you for this piece. It reminded me why I write.
—Ranjit K. Sharma
✍️ Author. Editor. Seeker.
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