Travelling Your Feelings

Sit down. Were you sitting when you picked up this article? Please, take a seat. Take a breather. Take some time. Read my words, and embrace them, and understand.

Do you sometimes feel things? I bet you do. You probably feel things a lot. And that's okay. Just breathe deeply. Feel those feelings. Let them rise up to the outside of your body and discolor your skin. Green is for envy. Orange is for love. Blue is for suffocation.

Stand up. You were sitting, right? Well, now stand. Turn around. Look around you and swing your arms like there is nothing about you but air. Walk to a wall. Do you see how far you have traveled? I bet it is a pretty long way. Most people don't just have walls hanging around. Be thankful for that.

Talk to me. Talk to the article that I am writing to you. Tell it your feelings. Listen, I wrote a song about feelings.

When you open up yourself
To vulnerability
Then you put on the shelf
Your indignity

Does the song make you feel better? Sing it with a guitar nearby. Let the guitarist know how much you appreciate hearing their music. Write them a song of their very own. Title it To My Guitarist. Swim through your emotions. Buy a frequent flier pass, because you will be coming back here all the time. Come back to feel your emotions.

Now everybody sit in a circle. Everybody. If you can, sit in a circle with the whole world. If you can't, that's okay. There's always next time.

Imagine that you are a train, riding through the valley of your emotions on rails made of rational thought and slave labor. Look out upon the grassy fields of yourself. Make a snow angel if it is snowing. If it is not snowing, then don't.

If you feel that you have not traveled your emotions enough yet, then sit down on some stairs and think about it some more. Then some more. Once you have it, keep thinking for a while. You wouldn't want to stop cold turkey. Listen, I wrote another song about feelings.

Bring your baby through the train
The train of your emotions
And the baby of your rain
And the rain of your explosions

I am always writing songs about feelings. Sing it with me. I can hear you not singing. Don't try me. I know your feelings.