Suspended

When I sat down at the piano last night, this piece of music slowly leaked out of my fingers onto the piano keys. I struggled to find the title, but then it came to me in the night – Suspended. This piece captures for me the feeling I have when I feel suspended between the physical and spiritual world, between hope and reality, between the calm and the storm. It sometimes feels like I am hanging in between what is and what will be – the holding in tension of the here and the not yet, which is a daily occurrence. It is both okay and not okay and yet it just is – somewhere suspended.

(Tanya 10/05/2022)

There are 2 videos below, one of me recording this piece. The other video came to me when we had several days of the most unusual cloud formations across the sky. I had never seen clouds like that and I started taking photographs of the must unusual ones I saw. Turns out that I keep seeing these types of clouds and I have been more mindful of what is above me now. Some of the cloud formations have been really astonishingly beautiful. They remind me of being suspended, sometimes hanging in the sky for long moments of time and then gone in an instant, thick with weighty presence or stretched out beyond recognition of the original shape.

(Tanya 2 Sept 2026)