These keys

Finding my heartbeat again. This right here is a necessary part of my contemplative spiritual practice that I’ve neglected far too often. Putting my fingers on these keys grounds me in a way that few things do. I meet God here and I find myself again.

Often I can play the things that I can’t get out with words. And the click of the keys, the sound of the hammers hitting the tines acts as a bridge between this temporal reality and the deeper ultimate reality.

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