The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 242

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April 15, 2021

What’s your wakeup call? Have you experienced one yet? You know that moment that changes everything.  The Covid 19 lockdown acted like a wakeup call.  On this side of March 12, 2020 maybe not so sure.  Even with the vaccine those numbers are headed up.  During the morning of January 16th, 2021 I wrote inside the protection of the forest that which I live within.  On that morning it was extremely damp from the winter’s storm the day before. The birds were extremely loud.  Concert like.  The forest was having a wakeup call.  Which can easily be compared to the real world of our everyday.  Everybody wants to be heard.  We just can’t figure out if what’s being shared is wakeup or wake not.  We’re human.  Always strong with our thoughts but the attempt doesn’t guarantee the missing of the next storm.  A darkened sky doesn’t always mean something’s moving through. Spiritually speaking there’s a huge hum in our everyday changes and challenges.  Is it carrying your wakeup call? A forest can’t block the weather’s voice. Not so true for the human.  We’re masters at blocking out what needs to be fixed.  A clicking in the engine of your car is repaired by turning up the radio.  When does worry become your fact? Even though it might not be true you’re convinced something’s changed.  A wakeup call.  On July 21, 2019 I experienced a huge one.  A heart attack at the age of 47. Before that moment I was known for telling people, “I want to be in the right place at the right time.”  I didn’t realize it meant being at a Doc in the Box getting checked out for possible Strep Throat.  The initial wakeup call was the Saturday before.  While preparing for my 3^rd degree black belt I stopped remembering my forms, I couldn’t catch my breath.  It didn’t send out the signal to get checked out.  Not until three days later when I felt sharp pains in my throat.  It wasn’t Strep.  What’s been your wakeup call? How loud does it have to be for you to pay attention? It doesn’t have to be sickness but rather career changing.  Or maybe your artist self is trying to be heard.  Why are you ignoring the wakeup call?  Listen to it before hanging up.