Threads of Connection: When Music Waits

There are some songs that come to you. They find you when you are ready for them. I like thinking that timing matters, that who you are at a certain point in life decides what a song means to you. Sometimes I stop and wonder, if I had heard this two years ago, would it matter to me the same way? Most likely not. Time changes you subtly. Your thoughts mature, your emotions settle, and you start noticing things you once skipped over. Maybe you just weren’t ready yet. Perhaps you hadn’t grown into the version of yourself that could truly hear the song.

For this part of Threads of Connection, I want to talk about music, not playlists, not genres, but meaning. If someone asked me to share my Spotify, I wouldn’t know where to begin, because my relationship with music isn’t about collecting songs. It’s about a few specific ones. The kind that sit with you. The ones that feel familiar, like they understand you without explanation. Songs that calm you, center you, and remind you of who you are. They don’t overwhelm you; they make space. They let you step inward, like looking at your reflection in still water.

Of course, not everything is deep. Sometimes music is just fun, or background noise, or a passing moment, and that’s fine. But I am drawn to the songs that stay. The ones that quietly pull me away from noise and distraction.

I am especially drawn to soft sounds, simple instruments, and lyrics that speak plainly but thoughtfully. Songs that feel connected to nature, to being human without performance. Music videos where nothing is forced, people just existing, nature just being. There’s comfort in that realism, maybe because imagining it as “unreal” feels too lonely. Maybe this is just my way of finding calm.

And if I keep writing songs, I hope I write ones like that. Songs that don’t try too hard, but still reach people. Songs that feel light, honest, and grounding. Songs that make someone feel understood, quietly, naturally, and without needing to explain why.