Indonesian Lullabies

I learned an Indonesian Lullaby once and it stuck with me. I loved being whisked away by this foreign language and having no idea what was being sung, but the melody was cathartic. It was whimsical and soothing and made the world around me feel, 'right'.

Lately in my life I haven't felt much. Not too excited about much, not too driven to do much, and not too thrilled to achieve much. I wish I could find another Indonesian lullaby to sweep me off my feet and take me up to dreamland. It's been too long since I've just relished in passion and drive. As lame and depressing as this post sounds, I assure you, I'm happy. I'm just tired of gliding lethargically through each day. I'd like to be wrapped up in something so wonderful that it depletes all my energy to fight through and make a difference in something. I want to be wound tight again and taken back to the time and place where there was a deep heart-aching purpose. Where, like that old Indonesian lullaby, I had no idea what was happening, but I knew it felt right and good and beautiful. Like when dancing for no reason made perfect sense. Or when laughing at nothing was a perfectly good reason to laugh. I'm searching for that Indonesian lullaby...I'll keep you posted.