Authentic music is oxygen for me. Discovering a phenomenal artist becomes an all engrossing love. I pour through their songs on YouTube, walk around with ear plugs, humming, moving, bathing in the rhythm of their words. Emeli Sandé, the petite British powerhouse, is a new favorite.
“My Kind of Love,” her melodic testament to strength and the caliber of love which shows up just as struggle begins leaves us to question ourselves.
Do we have what it takes to love boldly, when it’s uncomfortable and arduous? Is our love self absorbed or altruistic?
The essence of lines like these linger long after the beat stops:
“Cause when you’ve given up, when no matter what you do it’s never good enough;
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough, that’s when you feel my kind of love.
And when you’re crying out;
When you fall, and then can’t pick your happy off the ground.
When the friends you thought you had haven’t stuck around,
that’s when you feel my kind of love.”
Live In Color – Emelda