The Violin Plays Notes On My Soul
How Lindsey Stirling’s “Take Flight” always lifts me up.
Take Flight starts slow. The violin slowly picks up, and for me, slides in an out of my soul.
That is usually the spot that connects my current reality with the song. I listen to it when I’m feeling down, tired, sad, pick your pick.
Then, the bit starts. The bit that takes me away from my reality and into a dream. No, that’s not correct. It’s not a dream — it’s an awakening.
The violin strikes a chord in my soul so that I may find tears in my eyes — but do not mistake them for tears of sadness. They are tears of joy. The notes reverberate through me like electricity between clouds. priming me.
The violin continues to pick up speed, more and more, lifting me up into an imaginary skyline, I’m on top of the world now. At that moment, on the cusp of the chorus, that is the moment I feel the most emotional weight.
It’s like taking a too-deep breath and holding it in your lungs, only this time you can’t just release it to free your lungs. It’s music. It has a hold on me only a violin can exert.
In the timeless instant between two chords, I feel free. There is no considerable debt; there’s no disappointed father; there is no fucking lump in my throat; there is no fat body I can’t escape; there are no tears that wipe the smile of my face.
I feel free.
The chorus explodes.
In the next instant, I’m in a different world. I’m in a fantasy. Magic is real, and my soul flies through the sky. My other life patiently awaits while I have this moment.
Oh, so many times, I wanted to have a moment to myself. Music allows it. I can finally scream my heart out. Scream out all of the silences that were forced on me. Scream out all the negative energies that I accumulated since the last time I heard this song.
The violin slows. It’s time to go back. I hate going back. It’s like keeping you inside a room with smoking people and then letting you out for a breath of fresh air for 5.08 minutes. But then you have to go back into that room. You have to go back even though you know you’re dying in there.
When the violin fades away, I wipe my tears and go back into the smoke room. I know its tough, but one day I’ll change my life. The Violin gave me more time. It fades away into silence but I’m strong again. I’m determined to continue my way. A smile of satisfaction dares to appear on my face for the briefest of moments. I know that all of my problems didn’t vanish forever, they’re still here.
Until then, Take Flight takes me away to other worlds and frees me from this one.
Just for a little bit.