I think there are times when a song can be a spiritual experience – just making music, in general, is pretty much that.
The days of Wesleyan bluegrass acapella, washboard band and musical theater are now ten+ years behind me. Put my artsy, musical self on the backburner to work and school and work and school and work and school. And now, yearning, notes pushing through rusty vocal chords as the daffodils push up through the defrosting ground. I am ready. I am ready to sing.