Once in while someone comes along and reveals what life is all about. My Uber driver Saturday morning was a black Texan named Peace. He asked me if I mind him playing Johnny Cash. I enthusiastically did not mind rather quite enjoyed climbing into a vehicle with some soul for a change. For my 23-minute car ride from home to yoga, Peace played the country music his daddy loved. Johnny Cash, Kenny Rogers, Alabama and Don Williams.
Face glowing, singing along he skipped from song to song, regaling his childhood memories and praising the country music lyrics declaring - “they don’t write songs like these anymore”.
I listened, plugged myself into the music and moment with Peace, saving every song he played for me and in the same beat understanding that this is the whole point. ❤️